typically i’m not fond of february 14th.

too much red {my color liked least} and too little spontaneity.

hunky and i choose to celebrate everyday as valentines rather than designate one silly day.

{pause for involuntary gag}

but just in case,

this one wacky year (oh those silly rabbits),

let’s just say hunkiest couldn’t bear the thought of his bride going gift-less, this day of lovers’ sweet.

i’ve compiled a list {websites included honey} to guide him into gifting.


dreams caught and evil spirits thwarted with my  pretty new pendant.


my inner alice in wonderland forever quenched in the high back cushion of a new chair.

navy and black. my new favorite combo bite. a side of sequins for dipping.


strappy stellas for stomping and romping ’round town.

a second stalactite for all of my costume changes. romping and stomping can get a girl a sweaty y’know.

no fancy words or pleas here, other than…..i’m out of my perfume baby.

doesn’t matter if i don’t have anywhere to where it. what matters is that it becomes mine.

doesn’t hurt to ask.


in the end, if there are no bows to untie, no champagne to sip, no new pups to potty;

i cry stupid, ugly, re-united with your long lost sister you never knew you had, tears, at how lucky i am to have this man by my side. it truly is valentines day around here all year long.

the presents have already been opened.