Ah, l’amour. It’s that day again, and my contribution to the world in expressions of love or good feeling was a two-disk collection of the Ghostbusters movies for my honey, a batch of sillybandz (putting a “z” on the end of a word makes it soooo much cooler, doesn’t it?) for my coworkers and preschoolers, and a quiz for my Spanish classes. But they also got chocolate.
Everyone treated me to a shower of chocolates, little cards, drawings, flowers, and the adorable cake pictured here. It lasted me about five minutes. Dang, it was a yummy thing.
By the way, isn’t Edith Piaf wonderful?