I saw the Serenity pillow in person, and it is fabulous!

I am happily full and tipsy.

sigh. i know we've said we're not schmoopy, and im not, but it seems i get nothing at all for vday. she had football practice, i helped a friend move, we're grabbing separate takeout orders before watching some wonderfalls (my xmas gift to her) then going to a concert with friends. i gave her a scrabble card, not sappy. but a card, still.

I'm sorry your v-day was a disappointment, meara.

Ugh, meara.

If it helps any, my sister gets no love today because her boyfriend is icefishing in the back of beyond with his brothers today, apparently an annual tradition. That hasn't killed any of them yet, but who knows.

Huh.

Snopes says there is no federal holiday called "President's day" (or Presidents day).

Apparently the 3rd monday in February is simply "Washington's Birthday."

I call foul. Washington's Birthday is the 22nd. I know because we share the day. I don't know what MLK would think about his birthday happening on a Monday every year either.

Man, I still hate Valentine's Day even though I have me a schmoop of a husband. Why the hell do we need a day to express love with overpriced roses or dinner when we have all the days of the year to do it?

I mean, I don't mean to shit on anyone's Valentine's Day, but I just find the concept so fucking lame. Like weddings, I guess I just see it as the marketing of love or love=money spent and I find it immensely distasteful.

We spent the Saturday of a much needed 3-day weekend (well, for me, kind of- Tom has work tomorrow and I still have class tomorrow night) at IKEA buying a new enormous king sized bed. Got the mattress, bed frame, and underlying back support thing for like $1100! Getting that stuff up our tiny staircase was a nightmare- thankfully we got a foam mattress, I don't think a spring one would have bent as much as we needed- this one barely made it as it is. We had to rent a cargo van, which was $150, but they were having a special on bed stuff so we got a $150 gift card, so it kinda sorta works out.

My parents' anniversary is Valentine's Day, which is not as romantic-schmoopy as it sounds: they were engaged, but hadn't set a date yet when my aunt called off her VDay wedding. My parents decided to go ahead and use the hall and church, etc., because my dad was going to Scotland for a year with the Navy, so.

It was 45 years yesterday. But they never go out to celebrate, for the precise reason that it's always crowded and chaotic. Friends invited them for dinner last night instead. And my mom said, when I called, "Yeah, it's 45 years. We're thinking this may work out."

And my mom said, when I called, "Yeah, it's 45 years. We're thinking this may work out."

Heh. Best of luck to those crazy kids!

Also, I approve of their practical-ness wrt not letting the arrangements go to waste!

Yeah, they're pretty cute together. My mom actually worked part-time at bridal boutique, too, so she got a dress easily. It did seem to be one of those meant-to-be things.

I am envious of your new bed. We recently realized our mattress dates back to when I was pregnant with Jake -- which was seventeen years ago. Ugh.