I'm one of those people that likes celebrating things ON the day they happened. It just seems silly to put something off like it's a trip to the dentist. Birthdays, holidays, anniversaries, etc... If you couldn't put off HAVING the baby on that day, then why should you retroactively put off celebrating. Wishing me a happy birthday three days prior so you won't forget is just sad. It's like you're saying, 'I can't be arsed to remind myself to remember an important date to you, so just be happy I remembered it at all'. Gee... thanks. February 14th is coming up and I was hoping to have the usual romantic dinner at home. I find out today that I'm being dragged into some meeting that is supposed to go until 5:30pm, but has some people who will talk until 7pm... easy. 'Just celebrate it on the weekend'. Riiiight. Just because YOUR personal life is devoid of any romance and love doesn't mean mine has to be. So yeah, this year's Hallmark sponsered holiday is being delayed. I had BETTER be let go early the next day. Damn it!

Ahhh, romance. The quiet time of the evening when two people get it on. Or at least try to. Last night was as romantic as a three stooges flick. First of all it was colder than a witch's tit. After strategically hopping past the kittens who were waiting to dive into the bedroom the moment I opened the door I hopped into bed to warm up. As usual Jake had already claimed three forths of it. I mustered up my sexiest bedroom voice and griped, "Move over!" He playfully refused so I playfully put my freezing cold feet on his side. At least, I thought I did. He happened to roll over right as I did and I landed squarely on his uhhhh... netheregions. Jake moaned like grampa Simpson, which started me on a giggle fit. He then stated "I hope you don't mind going lesbian tonight." which made it even worse. After ten minutes the giggles subsided and we tried again. I scooched over and right as he went to kiss me I realized my hair was caught underneath me and adjusted it... and head butted Jake in the face. The romance pretty much went out the window from there. Yeppers, we're a couple of real passion go-getters.