*2Flower* To You

I did write a

I did write a little about it, but I thought I'd write a little more. We went out to eat at the restaurant of my choice Friday night, which is a local restaurant in a railroad passenger car. Since then it has been expanded, and the restaurant is more like a train station. Anyway, I usually like their food, but their dinner menu has expanded. I tried something new, and it turned out to be like a Philly cheesesteak with the exception that the meat was chicken -- way too greasy for me. I ate most of it, but blurgh!

On Saturday, Scott brought home the same things I got him, a Valentine's balloon tied onto soda (mine was Coke) and my favorite candy included. All this food-related stuff made me feel so wretched, that by Saturday night I had resolved to eat healthy. And I've done pretty well this week, with the exception of a taco salad and a piece of pizza. I have had no soda of any kind this week! I can tell it's helping me feel better.

So I'm sure Scott is now wondering what to get me for Valentine's next year. ;) OK, I'm sure he hasn't given it a thought yet. But I probably won't be wanting soda and candy again. I don't usually care much for cut flowers -- they're expensive, and they're dead. No. Scott, I don't want a gift next year, I want an offering. Something alive that I can kill. Muhahahaha! I want a flowering houseplant! Or better yet, flowering bulbs that I can enjoy, and then make you plant in the yard.