Original Valentine's Day plan:
Since I was working on Valentines Day and the hubby was riding in a parade, we decided to go out to dinner on Saturday instead. We made reservations at Sara's, a pricey but delicious everything fusion restaurant (seriously. I can tell it's fusion, but I can't tell what we're fusing with what). They have a salmon dish with wasabi that will make you slap yo mama.
Actual Valentine's Day:
I felt so sick Saturday I called and canceled our plans during the day. I felt too weak to even stand up at work so I figured we'd better not even try to go out. But you know what Mr. Charming did? He surprised me by ordering duck salad and an antipasto plate and I came home to a table set with wine glasses and candlesticks. So we sort of had Valentine's Day dinner anyway, although honestly I was too sick to taste my food (don't tell hubby that though).
We exchanged cards and both laughed because we got each other matching cards: they feature wine glasses and heart cut-outs on the front. Last year our cards looked different, but the messages inside were virtually identical (which either means that we are oh-so-connected-and-in-love, or Hallmark is running out of stuff to say).
I must say I did quite well on the card because I actually wrote the hubby a love sonnet - a real one (Shakespearean iambic pentameter!). I'm ridiculously pleased with myself over this.
I'm now sitting in my PJ's before getting ready for work. I called a doctor friend of mine and begged for an antibiotic rx Tuesday because I really was too sick to function. I NEVER take antibiotics so that should tell you how bad off I am! About an hour after the first dose I felt much better and I am now on the slow mend.