heart day.

I never have to worry about Dewy and his V-day skills. He always pulls through. For once in my life this time I did too I think...

Our great friends own a Quiznoes at which the hubs frequently eats. I decided that for part of his gift I would bribe said friend to deliver lunch to him at work. The convo went like this:

Me: Hey will you help out with part of Dewy's V-day gift?
Him: Sure. What did you need?
Me: If I pay you in advance and give you a good tip will you deliver lunch to him at work?
Him: Sure.
Me: With a sexy note?
Him: Only if I can A-read it and B-alter it.
Me: Fine.

I wasn't able to get a note to our friend before he went and delivered the lunch, so he took it upon himself to write one addressing it to "lover boy" and signing it from "thunder lips." I told him any promises he made in that letter would be fulfilled by him so he better be careful.

I was antsy all day just waiting for something stupendous to come through my classroom door and get me all flustered in front of my students. Nothing came. Not going to lie... I was slightly disappointed. I had a dream the night before that Lee Dewyze showed up to my classroom, so I told my students if they saw him wandering the halls to send him my way cause he was looking for me. He never came either. Lame.

When I got home, however, I found at the foot of our bed a lovely single red rose, a sweet little note from the hubs, and a gift card to the spa! Hoorah. I realize that I can't see my feet, but unfortunately everyone else can so you all can thank Dewy for the pedicure I am about to recieve.

Not to worry... I'm not that lame that all the hubs got was a lunch delivered by someone else and a note written by his boyfriend. When the hubs got home from work I had a basket all ready with goodies. Included were some Jazz warm up pants, candy, "love potion" aka IBC rootbeer, 7 Love coupons (only one of which was inappropriate to disclose to blogland), the movie "Life as we know it" which we loved, and homemade chocolate covered strawberries. I also got us personalized cookies. I was just going to get him one, and then I remembered I was pregnant and I needed one too.





That night we took my mom out to dinner. Dad had to go out of town for work, so we babysat her. Maddox was legit (as always) and the night ended on a wonderful note when Michelle got sent home from the Bachelor.

I secretly love Valentine's Day. Don't tell anyone.