How was my Valentines Day?

Lets just say that Nick is more fun than clowns on ecstasy.



Ok, fine, I really just wanted an excuse to post that picture.

GAWD, I just love it.

Happy Valentines Day to my True Love, The Internet.

Tonight, I will go home, pour myself a glass of wine, kiss the most wonderful man in the world, have a candlelit carpet picnic, watch the season finale of Beauty and the Geek and reflect on my unbelievable good luck.

May you all feel so lucky in your life as I do in mine.

Ah, love. Ah, love, dead baby cows, sexism and threats.

More here.

Go see, they just keep getting better and better.

Love is all around us.

(in the voice of Angelia Jolie in the movie Playing by Heart [which ROCKS by the way, so if you're looking for a romantic movie to watch with your lova' tonight, I recommend it])

"I was like, prepared."

I had all my valentines made. Including about twenty for Nick, which probably just discovered when he opened his work bag at this desk this morning, hee hee.

But for work, I had over forty made and ready to go. Star Wars ones for the engineers, puppies and kittens for everyone else. (Actually that wasn't on purpose, I just ran out of puppies and kittens by the time I got to the engineering part of my list.)

There were all neatly stacked in a tin, next to my purse, ready to come and spread the love.
And yet somehow, I forgot them.

My Other Other Other Homie in Marketing to the rescue. Or whoever it was that ordered this catalog for him to the rescue. I'm not convinced MOOOHiM ordered it himself, he did look genuinely surprised when I dropped it on his desk.


So. With the help of crayons, glitter, markers, glue and the pretty men of "Under Gear," I will make new valentines.
See? We don't need fancy gifts.
Valentines Day is saved!

Someday, I'll start my own greeting card company. For reals, yo. But for now, you can steal my ideas.

'Rez and I spent most of yesterday afternoon making Valentines Day cards. Here are some of the best that I made for Nick, with a printer, crayons, glitter and glue. All of which I had at my desk. Of course.

** Warning, these are not so much for the kiddies **

(inside)

The coroner had a hard time explaining to the parents of the newlyweds exactly what erotic asphyxiation was.



















(on the front)

Stars in their eyes....

(inside)

.... crap in their pants.







(on the front)

"Soooo..."
"Yeah, good job with the stain."

(inside)

"If they found out we had sex here, we'd lose this housesitting job for sure."










(inside)
She's part girl,
She's part boy,
She's got parts
everyone can enjoy.






















(inside)

May you always be around to reach the top shelf, which I can't.*






















(on the front)

"Fine. I can admit it."

(inside)

"Jalepeno personal lubricant was NOT a good idea. I get that now. It'll never happen again."
"Damn straight."





*stolen from 'Rezzie.