Between consuming the chocolates Seth sent me, advising my boss to not present his wife with a set of tools this evening, viewing my coworker's talented handmade V-day card for her husband and getting caught red handed eating a lemon filled doughnut in the break room, it's been a busy Valentine's Day.
Temper tantrum free. No kleenex needed. Bottle of wine left unopened. No crying. No screaming. Just regular Amy.
Feel free to applaud now.
I don't know if it was the roses or the chocolates or the super sweet and witty voicemail one of my good guy friends from home left me (he's Catholic and jokingly promised both a "spiritual and emotional" bond if I said yes-- must've been taking a couple pointers from my Catholic Match friends) but this may be the first Valentine's Day since I was in kindergarten that I'll be drifting off to sleep completely and totally happy with the way February 14, 2008 played out.
A side effect of online Catholic dating? Or just plain old good luck?
Not sure. I'll have to let you know.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
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