Thursday, February 14, 2008
Happy Valentines Day

Happy Valentines Day. If I could I would send each and every one of you this wreath, although I suspect there are several of you who wouldn't even want it. It's the thought that counts, come on. I would also get you this chocolate.
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5 comments:
You must love us, your loyal followers, an awful lot to want to send us Mo's Bacon Bar! Feel well soon! Happy VDay!
MMMMM Bacon!!! And Chocolate!!!
That should cure what ails you.
The Bag Lady has a friend who swears that everything can be improved by adding bacon or chocolate. Guess she's right!
Happy Valentine's Day.
My absolute worst Valentine's Day was when a girl friend dating my brother set me up on a blind date. I wore a red dress and borrowed her red shoes, carefully did my make up and hair. I waited at the entrance to the Walmart type store that I worked at to meet him. I made eye contact with a guy, who seemed ordinary and I saw this look on his face of fear and he stopped and kind of stared at me and quickly turned around and went back into the store. I waited ten more minutes and left. He had taken one lookk at me and run. I felt like some kind of joke.
Today when I went to the overly crowded grocery store to buy some apricots to dip in chocolate with spouse, the check out said, "What special thing did someone get you for Valentine's day?" My husband and I agreed their wasn't anything we wanted, and I told him not to get me anything. So I replied "Every day is special to me." I thought that was a good line. Right back at me, she says, "Oh, you didn't get anything." All I could say was the truth, "there wasn't anything I wanted."
I wish Valentine's day was about love. All kinds of love. The love for friends, pets, life, god. A day where you did something nice for someone because you care. Not where you're forced to buy hydrogenated chocolate or flowers for someone with allergies. You know?
Dear mother of all that is right in the world I do love me the bacon chocolate.
I should try making cookies with it...
Oh! and, I had my students try making the butterscotch budini and they totally screwed it up, so I'm going to try and make it myself this weekend.
That's what I get for outsourcing my projects.