Valentine's Day, Shmalentine's Day.
Anyone who knows anything about Valentine's Day knows it has NOTHING to do with hearts, chocolates, or love.
Just ask Sheldon:
Plans for Grandma Weekend 2012 are shaping up.
15-20 cms of snow predicted for the day she arrives.
It's always like this.
As soon as someone from away comes to visit us, there is always some sort of weather weirdness.
Like the Thanksgiving Stephen's parents and Aunt came to share in our bounty and it rained the entire three days there were here.
The sun only making an appearance when they were on their way back to Montreal.
There's a metaphor in there somewhere.
The last time Grandma was here was when she and Mer arrived at 5.00 am.
She went back to Ontario.
Mer did not.
And we all know how that's worked out.
Keith was home all of last week.
Sick.
Miserable.
Burrowed in his man cave as the sickness invaded his frail self, an immune system that couldn't fend of a gnat let alone an airborne infection so severe I was worried his lungs would decide to live on the outside of his body.
I am coughing, scratchy throat, mucusy.
With no man cave thank you very much.
I have a Meredyth waiting to be picking up for dinner.
Lucky me.
Title Lyric: Valentine's Day by Outkast
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