It's Valentine's Day. I kind of have a sick obsession with this holiday. I like the red and pink hearts everywhere. I like buying cards and chocolates and flowers. I like that love is so accepted and welcomed. I. Love. Chocolate.
I could go on for years about why I think this holiday is great. And this is the boyfriend and mine's first Valentine's Day living together. So we're staying in tonight, and he's cooking me some delicious dinner. And I went to
Flour yesterday and bought us some treats. Including a fantastically fantastic sticky bun. Mama bear apparently saw the recipe for this sticky bun. Apparently, the recipe is three single-spaced pages long. I kid you not. I will just continue to buy them from the bakery.
This weekend was fantastic, and the concert was magnificent. Even if we stood next to a couple with braces. Yeah. We had
AT LEAST five years on 75 percent of the attendees. We were the
old people. Sigh. I'll post pictures (
and maybe video...) later in the week.
But anywho, you shouldn't be here reading my blog. You should be off relishing the love in your life (
doesn't have to be romantic...remember your parents/siblings/friends/dog/cat love you too)! And, for the record, I love caramel filled truffles. Just in case, you know, you were thinking of me.
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Oh, herro there.