Thank God I’m not addicted to drugs.
I couldn’t do it! They were so good looking, sweet, covered in icing, valentine debbie cakes. I was stuck in a room for 2 hours with sweets surrounding me. I lasted a while, but finally, I had to have a pack of those sweet pink hearts filled with yummy icing. Also, and my wife caught me on tape, I ate the chocolate candy in the cany heart box she bought me, but, they were nasty, and I didn’t eat more than a pinch of each.
Outside of my sweet tooth break down, I had an awesome afternoon. (Morning sucked.) Spent the afternoon outside with my family. Traded gifts with my wife. She got me an awesome photo book of us and her own writing inside, plus, though evil it was, a candy heart box. I made her a paper air plane with a heart in the middle of it. (Yes, my air plane was arts and crafts, but I worked really hard on and she said she liked it.)
After the afternoon backyard hangout where my kids were working on a catapult theory that wasn’t going so well, we grilled out. My girl made burgers, and we both were scooting around in the kitchen making dinner together. I was her prep cook, and she was my sexy and pregnant chef. Oh, it was nice. Just wish I could of had her in an apron only, .
Ended the night with a full tummy, and some reading to all the kids. About to hit the bath, shave the forest on my face, and probably end the night in a book. See yall tomorrow. Happy Valentine’s Day.
Tomorrow, leave a note in a random place about God’s love. (Hoping for a little light in some one’s dark day.)
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