Happy Valentines Day

I typed up an entry then I came back to add something and Blogger did away with the rest of the entry. Grrrrrrr. So here I am starting all over.

It's Valentines Day. So, Happy Valentines Day! It's no big deal around here. Mr. Man used to get me roses and chocolate and even jewelry. I don't think he has the money for that this year. I usually get him a card and some chocolate. Now he's diabetic and besides I haven't had the chance to go to town shopping. He did say "Happy Valentines Day" on his way out the door this morning, which surprised me because I hadn't even thought about it, wouldn't expect him to think about it.

As I say, he used to always bring me roses and whatnot. I'm not expecting much this year. Who knows, maybe he'll surprise me. I'm terrible with jewelry. I used to have quite the collection of necklaces, now I'm down to one that isn't broken. I break necklaces, I lose bracelets and I lose the diamonds out of rings. It's been a long time since he gave me any new jewelry, or flowers for that matter. A pointsetta at Christmas doesn't really count.

We used to buy a ton of candy and make up little bags and write out Valentine cards for Little R to take to school. I don't think they have Valentine parties in high school. I miss doing that. Last year I bought a red heart wreath for the front door. I can't find it this year, go figure.

I'm thinking the one thing I can do is cook a nice dinner for Mr. Man. It's been a while since I've done any real cooking. He'd appreciate a good home-cooked meal. We received a gift card for Christmas for a dinner out, but I don't think Mr. Man would be into that after working all day.

Looks like it will be just another day around here, except for getting a decent meal for a change. Oh well, thats ok, I'm ok with that. We know we love each other.

So what I wanted to add was...Mr. Man bought some fresh firewood yesterday. This stuff is much better, it's dry, and it's almost all birch. Birch is the best smelling wood. It has a scrumptious aroma when burning. I have a fire going and I noticed the room filling up with smoke. It didn't smell like birch, it smelled kind of awful. So I opened the window to let the smoke out. Have you ever heard of the Ove-Glove? My father bought me one when we first moved in here. It comes in handy for grabbing logs to rearrange in the fire. It's supposed to be fire proof. When I went to grab my Ove-Glove to move some logs around in the fire thinking that's where the smoke was coming from, I found that it was the Ove-Glove that was burning. No wonder it smelled so bad. I guess it's worn out. It was well used. I think when we go to get a new one, because I can't imagine not having one at this point, we'll get a pair of them. If you have a wood-burning fireplace I highly reccomend using an Ove-Glove. So anyways I ran upstairs holding this burning piece of Kevlar, whipped open the back door and buried it in the snow.

So what about you? Do you celebrate Valentines Day? Do you and your partner exchange gifts? How do you celebrate?