For the past few years, Valentine’s Day has been pretty suck-y. Valentine’s Day 2015 was just three weeks after Dad died. Valentine’s Day 2016 was when we had to put our beloved cat of 11 years, Cato down because of a painful tumor in her stomach. And today, I have too much HW to actually enjoy myself. Stink.
And yet, I continue to say that I actually like Valentine’s Day. Why? I don’t even know. However, Valentine’s Day 1986 was when Dad proposed to Mom, so I guess that is an influencing factor…
Well…right now I am trying to procrastinate writing my papers for this class (Writing 150) and for my Book of Mormon class. Gosh, I need to work on my procrastination problem.
Just barely one of Mom’s friends of 20+ years came to see her. She is really sweet, caring, and her voice sounds like the Chessie from The Parent Trap (the housemaid to the dad). It is oddly comforting to hear her voice. But really, she is an amazing individual.
Now I don’t know what to say.
Sam and Myrtle just left to go to the Macaroni Grill for their special, “romantic” dinner. Neither of them of very romantic, so it will be an interesting evening for them. JK. However, Sam told me why they were going to the Macaroni Grill: he simply likes their bread. He told me his concerns about the waiters being too busy that they won’t bring them more bread throughout the evening. Ha! :D
Any who, I have to go do my other HW now.
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