|This is my favorite wedding picture of a very scruffied Mister and me. Again, notice the classy orange hair-tie I'm wearing as a bracelet.|
|This is as close as I got to a down-on-one-knee proposal.|
|These smiles aren't fake because there's no love. Their fake because the painkillers keeping our hangover symptoms at bay are starting to wear off. Yes, we were hungover. What do you expect, it was Vegas.|
|This is also one of my favorite wedding pictures.|
I don't desire or expect, this Valentines day, to get a gift, or a card. He won't be bringing any flowers home for me. If I want chocolates, I'll wait until they go on sale tomorrow. I won't get a mushy text today from him. But he'll come home, he'll put his arms around me, kiss my cheek and tell me he loves me. Not because it's Valentines day, but because it's Monday, and the best thing is, he does it every other day that ends in 'y'. And that's perfect for us.
|Sealed with a kiss. And an orange hair-tie.|
Don't worry if you want to know more, I'm sure I'll get to those stories soon, but for now this is all ya get.
Happy Valentines Day!