Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day can produce very different feelings in people, can't it?  I'm guessing I've had my Valentine's Days where I felt depressed/jealous/irritated/etc.  Then there are a few nice ones that I've had.  This year's holiday was a good one, although it would have been better had I actually been able to spend it with my boy.  He was awesome, though, and sent me two days of gifts - a dozen roses the day before, chocolate covered strawberries the day of.  So nice.

It was kind of cute that some of my students were interested in my Valentine's Day.  "Any special plans today, Jamie?"

"No."

"Aren't you going to visit your boyfriend?"

"No.  He's around twelve hours away."

"Well, you don't have to drive.  You could fly."

"Flying is expensive."

"Aren't you going to at least have a skype date?"

"I don't think my laptop can handle that; it's duct-taped together."

It was kind of nice that they wanted me to be with my valentine.  It was also humorous because one of my students also asked me if I . . . text my boy.  I think he was trying to get to - are we twitterpated like younger people, so we text all fast?  So funny.  You know you were like that, too - you probably didn't realize your teachers were actually people.

A Favorite Part of My Weekend

Niece leaning on me while starting to watch a video at the Mesa Temple Visitor's Center and whispering, "Jamie, I love you."

Also, getting kisses from  three of her teddy bears and her before I left her house.

I will try to do better at this soon

I didn't post last week, and I want to go to bed instead of post tonight.  I feel like none of you would want to read what I would want to write, either, because it would probably be a bunch of mushy stuff about my boy.  I kind of like him.  So instead of writing at length about him, I'll wish you all a good night and a great week ahead.