In my career I see messloads of emphasis on V-Day. ASB makes messloads of money off of bringing around balloons, candy, cards, etc. One of the kids gave me a cute little card. It says, “Hope your day is a big hit!” with a picture of Scooby Doo. 🙂 He asked me to be his Valentine too. I found that quite adorable. I specifically did not give him a hug afterwards though cause if he does have a crush encouraging it would be bad.

We are going out to dinner and that will be fun. It’s kind of weird to look at expectations. I don’t really want much attention paid to it, but at the same time I feel weird knowing that not much attention is going to be paid to it. I feel like there is some deeper badness implied by mostly ignoring it. But I also know that if i had given one second of hint that I wanted Noah to pay attention to it he would have gone way overboard in standard Noah fashion.

He actually made dinner reservations without my knowledge or input. He did take initiative. Noah is sweet and wonderful. Ok, no stupid angsty shit over the fact that I’m not getting balloons. 🙂

And rbus: the history of Ted is simple. Tom gave me Ted for our first Valentine’s together. I teased him that he bought it at the grocery store on the way home because he realized, “Oh shit… I didn’t do anything for Valentine’s” and he said that wasn’t true. At this point I believe him. It’s all weird. Ted became my constant companion for sleeping basically immediately. I keep him with me for sleeping with such intensity that he has gone on almost every single trip I have been on since then. I had Edmund for a long time–he was another bear that Tom and I had together. Eventually Edmund went to live with a nice girl who really needed a bear to love. Edmund went on a few trips Ted didn’t for a variety of reasons. Edmund went to Ireland by himself because I left Ted on my boyfriend’s bed on my way to the airport. 🙁 That was sad.

But! It’s been a great few years!