Cookies and Steak

One year ago, on Valentine's Day, I was huge-like pregnant, and really wishing that I would have a valentine's baby. I was one week before my due date. Nothing happened. Well, stuff happened - it was a regular day - but I didn't have a baby. Exactly 2 weeks later I did, which was...memorable.

Earlier today I had a long talk about that memorable experience with one of my BFFs, AmyF, who is getting ready to have her first baby in a few minutes. (Due the 24th) I hadn't recounted it in a while. Its very interesting how the details coalesce into a tale to be told. Some parts are so terribly hard to describe. And I think the growing distance, the retrospect, tidies things up a bit. Anyway, it was a pleasure, actually, to tell the tale today. A nice reminder of my Valentines:



An old shot, from September. Today is not so sunny. Rather, it is gloriously windy and cloudy. Dramatic weather, which I love. And yet, there is promise of spring because gosh-darn-it if I don't see a rhododendron bud showing some glimpses of bright fuchsia petals in the neighbor's yard.

No big whoops around here for the valentinesness of the day. I made cookies that Woodworker requested, and we'll have a steak dinner. I might cut the steak in a heart shape, if it thaws in time. Though, that seems a bit macabre. Buckaroo did get his first valentine in the mail from his cousins Natalia and Juliana. He seemed to know it was dear because he held tight to it and didn't chew on it. He's a delight.

I am, admittedly, a bit forlorn on this day because I finished a really good book last night. I feel so adrift without a book to read. I miss the characters and the story. They were important to me, dang it!! Oh well, I'm sure I'll love again.

xoxo
nellie