Happy Valentine's Day!



Current mood: loved

So, one major drawback to having a spouse who works at one of the top restaurants in the city is that he has to work every damn Valentine's Day. I have never gotten used to that and, even after a dozen Valentine's Days as a couple, I never will.

Last night, I had set out Chuy's presents in a shiny red gift bag, along with a card, and was rewarded with his delighted chortle when he got home. I knew he would wait to open it until today, and I was only a little bit sorry that I wouldn't be here to see his face. Sure hope he liked what I got him! If not, I enclosed the gift receipt.

Since I knew there would be no one home tonight, I stayed at work until 5:30 p.m., until my bladder and my stomach couldn't hold out any longer. As I was locking up, I wondered to myself what Valentine's gift I would find upon my arrival. I just hoped that it wasn't some huge stuffed animal!

Luckily, it was loads better than that. I received a lovely card, a Guess? watch, and a gold locket on a chain. Pretty good for having been left to his own devices (I was determined that he would have to surprise me this year) considering he was given no more of a directive than "elegant" and "around $100".

My darling Chuy, how I love you. You are the only person holding me onto this planet. Don't ever let go.