I wished one gal at work "a Happy VD" and she rolled. She e-mailed me back and said that I had no idea how many people she wished a "Happy VD" (including her brother). Gotta wonder what's under people's smiles, huh?

My honey treated me well. I got two beautiful cards, played hooky for lunch in bed (mmm.... Thai food with desert of mango and sweet rice), got a pair of earrings (he has great taste in jewelry), and a 4 piece box of Godiva. Now everything was great, but I told him he only got the 4 piece box because he knew there was an exact split--2 for each of us. For that, I got an evil grin. I realized that I'm dating myself.