Sadly, I couldn't participate in Singles' Awareness Day for two very obvious reasons: 1- I'm not single and 2-I was off babysitting for the night. Apparently, I missed a helluva night but my night was fairly fun thanks to the people that I was babysitting for (dude, gotta love the Mad TV Delta Ebonics thing!), sexifying Claire (which, I was told, didn't keep her shirt on for very long and JbOb thanked me profusely on Sunday for helping her), and playing with Mikaden (this cute little 8-month-old that I'm sooo stealing as my own!). It was a fun night for me.
My Valentine's Day celebration was on Sunday. Steve came over and cooked my family Chicken Parmigana (which was realllly good) for dinner and then gave me my gift (a card and a CD with a bunch of songs that remind him of me...I love it!). Then, as part of my gift, I blindfolded him (haha, he's such a cranky follower!) and took him to the spot where I fell in love with him (which is at the top of a jungle gym at Ross Park) and gave him my card, a bag of Hershey's Kisses, and a letter telling him how much I loved him. He said it was the best Valentine's Day gift ever (and I agree!). We then went and picked up Claire & JbOb and came over here to watch American Pie 2. We all hung out & then they left around 11:30pm. Steve and I talked until 3:30am when he went home and I finished up a paper and went to bed. It was, by far, the bestest Valentine's Day ever.
I want to say something to everyone who reads this: I feel like I'm being marginalized or made to feel guilty because I can't spend all the time that I used to be able to with the Brat Pack. I feel like the people at the table ('cept for Steph & Selena & Lora) are telling me subliminally to dump Steve or tell him to fuck off so I can come back. I want to tell you all this right now: I am head over heels in love with Steve and there is NO WAY IN HELL I am going to dump him because he makes me feel happier than I have ever felt in the entire world. So please stop with all the coercion and crap because it's getting old. I don't criticize any of you for your lifestyles, don't critique me for mine. That being said, I'm happy as a clam.
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