i walked into work yesterday wearing my red sweater that i can't zip anymore because my belly is too big. this is the extent of my celebration of valentine's day, i said to myself.

ooooooh, the newlyweds must have some special things going on tonight!, everyone was saying.

not really, i replied. it's just that we've only been married for 5 1/2 months and my husband is so romantic all the time that valentine's day isn't anything special. so my red sweater is the extent of my celebration.

and it's true. when you're married to someone who does nice things for you all the time, valentine's day is just like any other day.

besides, i kept saying, don't you think it's all a bit too commercial?

around 11:30 my cell rang, ariel was at the front desk ready to pick me up for lunch (he had the morning off). i get my stuff together, walk down the hallway and turn to the front desk to find my handsome husband standing there with a dozen roses and some chocolate. happy valentine's day, sweetie.



so i scratch my head and think, how did i get so lucky . . .