First the farewell: Last night I finally cleaned out the wonderful Old Navy canvas bookbag that I dragged around school for 3 years. It only took me 9 months from the time I graduated to do it. I cannot believe I actually felt sad doing it. It is a fantastic bag and will be used again in the future.
Hail to Valentine’s Day, not. Try as I might I could not talk Kahuna into sticking with our weekly Wednesday night out to dinner plans. He wanted to change them to tonight, so we’re going out tonight. Where a bazillion other people will be waiting around for an hour for a table to eat food that will probably not taste as well as it normally does because they’re so crowded and in a hurry to get people fed and out the door to feed other people.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate the sentiment, it just that he’s my Valentine every day of the year, and he knows how I feel about him, since I don’t wait until the 1 or 2 obligatory days of the year to tell him, so I don’t feel the need to do something special just because Hallmark says February 14 is a special day of the year.