Happy V-Day

V-day wasn't too exciting. Paul's been sick and I guess in his haze of anti-biotics he thought a good token of our love would be a candy bar. So, last night when I got home from work there was a candy bar on the kitchen counter. I ask "what's this?" and he said "oh babe, that's your valentine's present" thinking it was a joke a laugh and he says, "what are you laughing at" Needless to say love was in the air at the Eveland house. I hate that I expect something on this day and I put expectation onto Paul. The "something" I'm expecting doesn't have to be a thing.