February

I can't get over this time of year.

So "mushy-la-la" (as sister Suzanne would say), so much like myself. There is not nearly enough pink and red in my world right now, but I'm sure this will change in years to come. For now I revel in the idea of Valentine's Day more than in any actual celebration. For the moment I have no plans, except a midterm. That's Valentine's Day on a Monday for ya!

But Sunday, that is the day that marks 6 years since the first time I clamped eyes on that tall but boyish beauty I now call "My Love".

Yes, folks, it was a blind date, arranged by the two of us because we thought we might fall in love and get married.

And we did.

See why I revel?

And what is more romantic than this rain falling outside my window? Or the cold air pouring in from all our windows... and that the first sweatshirt I reach for is Tom's? And that he would love that...

See? Mushy-la-la.

It's criminal.

Happy half-way to Valentine's Day!