We haven't really made Valentine's Day plans this year. I was going to book theater tickets in Providence, but we keep getting snowed in. And it seemed stupid to make reservations for a fancy restaurant meal when I can barely eat anything.

Daniel and I got crossbows for each other for Valentine's Day

I endorse this plan.

I think I'll go find a copy of GotG today and spend the evening watching it.

Sorry the house didn't work out, flea.

I love the idea of Jesse being a person with a glasses wardrobe! It sounds so glamourous.

Ha to the Cosmo sex positions! 2/16 - I am just glad that SOMETHING is called The Erotic Accordion. That's a phrase that needs wider use.

We have no plans for Valentine's day because US Fencing always schedules their Under 20 and Under 17 national championships this weekend, which means S is always refereeing in some other part of the country for 4-5 days.

I mean, not that we do anything in the years he is home, and that's by choice. But it would be nice to have the option of hanging out together playing video games and bitching about how we can't get a seat at any restaurants, ya know?

For example, you might find that the sellers, who had seemed more or less reasonable, had taken the window treatments they promised to leave, some light fixtures and most of the light bulbs.

I can vouch for this - our seller took all of the light fixtures with her (and yes, the contract explicitly stated that she would not do this). We didn't have an overhead light in our bedroom for a month after we moved in!

Right now DH and I are looking at selling our current place so we can rent somewhere bigger. Brooklyn has turned into a market where only professional property owners can afford to own property.

Ha to the Cosmo sex positions! 2/16 - I am just glad that SOMETHING is called The Erotic Accordion. That's a phrase that needs wider use.

The first thing I thought when I read the phrase "Erotic Accordian" was that one's penis would get caught in the bellows as one plays it.

In re moving: I have, in the past, made "happy moving day" baskets for friends. Contents will include (yes, a lightbulb), a flashlight, toilet paper, paper plates and plastic flatware and, since most of my friends are women, tampons.

Well, my plan to use my day off to get a ton done is not going like gangbusters, but I think I my To Do list is gradually shrinking rather than growing and I did manage to finally finish the leftover cake from Wednesday, so that's something. Maybe I'll try to get a little more done before I break for lunch, since I am so full of cake at the moment.

My house was a foreclosure we bought from the bank, so it had been stripped of pretty much everything before we ever saw it. Since we knew that was what we were getting it was fine. And we told the movers to leave a few things at the place we were moving out of (like a lamp that had been there when we moved in) and they ignored us and packed it all up, so possibly not always the sellers fault.

That's a great idea, Toddson!

I have no desire to eat the lunch I brought today, but I am also feeling much too lazy to go get something else.

I need a grilled cheese fairy.

The first thing I thought when I read the phrase "Erotic Accordian" was that one's penis would get caught in the bellows as one plays it.

Well, I believe one's penis getting caught in something was implied by the instructional picture, yes.