Valentine's Day!

Administration
Happy birthday to azagthoth, and to LJless Jeff S!

Hello to new readers cyber_pagan, fujerica, touchofscarlet, and wyspurr, and returning reader vanuslux (hums "Hotel California")! All of whom I met this weekend, save fujerica and wyspurr. It was an action-packed weekend.

Medical
Adam is still sick, so I drove to work this morning, which means I just-now took my meds. So I'll update this part later. EDIT at 8:30: Vision upfucked. Coordination upfucked. Spacy.

Giftage
My dad gave Elayna a cookie bouquet; we gave her Dragon Rider by Cornelia Funke. I gave Adam Sideways. The book. Because his love for the movie is... well, impressive in its intensity. He gave me a stuffed mooooose, a teeny bear that has disguised hisself as a tiny mooooose, a coffee mug, a fluggy pen with a piggy on it, and a tiny coffee candle.

Which makes me feel cheap, dammit - but I stuck to the budget! He did not stick to the budget! *shoots him a glare* *cuddles a moooose* *plans to buy him sushi on the way home*

EDIT: And just now an mp3 from kires, which I can't listen to - or reply to the e-mail - because I'm at work, but this is my reminder to do so as soon as I get home. Thanks!

Song that will be in my head all day
"Turn the radio up
For that sweet sound
Hold me close, never let me go...
Keep this feeling alive,
Make me lose control..."

Yeah. I don't know why people think I'm cool. I am so not cool. I belt out Eric Carmen in the elevator. "Baby, BABY.... when I look in your eyes, I go crazy..."

Wearing
Black sweater with pink floral applique. Jeans, Docs, Supergirl panties. Silver heart earrings with pearl drops.

Yes, I am wearing pink. Yes, I bought something with pink on it. Because it fit me, that's why.

Proof?

From the Tamson House mailing list: "Over 300 Proofs of God's Existence".

Some of them are quite amusing. :)

FYI

And yes, I have a new "sweetie".

He's a doctor. My yiddishke mama would be so proud. If I wasn't already married.

/newyawkjew

*giggle*

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Miss pharminatrix says:

See, every day should involve some love. But today I consider special for its bombastic projection; today is "Shout it from the roof, if the hills can't hear you, shout again" day. Today provides full license for every kind of expression. Bring your Ultra-Geeble, send the Mega-Schmoop.
Bring your goopiest, your most smitten, your lovingest darlingst. And sing it loudly and free and dance if you wanna.

I add: This isn't just for Couples. Sing your love for your friends, your families, your pets, your creative worlds, yourselves. Sing it loud, sing it proud, as Dropkick Murphys would say. Because it doesn't have to be about being in a couple, dude. It's just about love. From my perspective, anyway.

*hiss*

Our DUS gave us a box of Russell Stovers. I am not generally a fan of drugstore chocolates, but I like the coconuts.

The box LIED. No coconuts! The things labeled "coconut cluster" were NOT coconut. Just nut.

Evil.

Ptui.

Now I need real chocolates. To wash the taste out of my mouth. And lo, I pout. *pout*

(And the other Russell Stovers won't do. They're all nut, fruit, caramel, or nutty fruity caramel.)

Promptness!

elysianmusings has reminded me that I forgot to put up a writing prompt this morning! Without further ado:

Once, when no one was looking...

Further VDay updates

Got my gift from docorion - Paladin of Souls, by Lois McMaster Bujold!

I have to interrupt the VDayishness here just to chuckle about the fact that docorion's guidelines for giftgiving, particularly VDay giftgiving, parallel mine. To wit:

* A book. Could be other things, but hey, I'm a reader; I'm known for giving books.
* A book that means something to the giver as well as to the recipient. That the recipient is guaranteed to like, mind, but that also means something to the giver. (docorion is as big a Bujold fan as I am.) Because that way, it's not just "here's something from your wishlist" - it's "I want to share this with you." (Bonus, of course, if it *is* on the wishlist, which this was.)

Yay books!

And negative VDayishness - the fuckmonkeys at Elayna's school screwed up my carnation order. I paid for a dozen. They gave her none. And when I went in to try to figure out what went on, they asked for Elayna's full name, I gave it to them, they poked around, and they came up confusing her for someone else - the only other obviously Jewish kid in class. It actually took some time to get it through their heads. Y'know... I don't say that all goyim look the same to me. *sigh* There's more detail there, but I don't want to dwell. Fortunately, Elayna knows that I sent the order in; she knows I didn't forget her.

And she got a book. :)

And I've gotten cards from two of my dearest friends. I love you guys too... *hugs*

Um, yeah. Happy Valentine's Day!

hp_hardcore presents Hardcore Valentines! Click here to get your own!

EDIT: As said in comments, I read this as a post-Hogwarts-graduation, post-Voldemort-war Harry, as the only fanfic with sex in it that I've been exposed to is post-that-stuff. Yeah, he calls him "boy", but I'm 30 and people still call me a girl, and I call most of my male friends boys. It's all in what you read into it, I guess.

Ahem.

St. Valentine is the patron saint of epileptics.

I did not know that.