V-Day
Probably the last time we celebrated V-Day, 2009. Ghetto fabulous Sharpie cards are IT!
I have a cold. The Boy is home sick with the flu. I can’t stop pounding this supposedly “low carb” butter pecan ice cream I “accidentally” bought at the store yesterday. Low carb, sure, but what about after 3 servings? The Boy is binging on Lena Dunham. The dogs are bored. What do you do on V-Day, blog-log? Anything at all? Tell Mumma all about it.
Most V-Days I get flowers (not roses, yuck) from the bf and we dress up fancy and go somewhere really nice for dinner, since the rest of the year we eat out at dives due to us being cheap ‘n student-poor.
Last night I had elk for dinner. Gamey but good. Now, I’m in a food coma.
I’ve never had elk! Josh bought me a stuffed bear and two books the day before V-Day. Yesterday we just laid on the couch, whining. Not good times.