My blessed, boring Valentine’s.

My mother-in-law sent us the nicest package for Valentine’s Day.  I’d show you a picture of the no-bake cookies and the rice krispie treats, but they were demolished long before the thought of photographing them ever entered my mind.

Oh well.

What does Valentine’s Day look like in the Spears household?  Well, it looks like Brian coming out of the bathroom around 9:30 in the morning and saying, “Oh, hey!  I forgot to wish you Happy Valentine’s Day.  Happy Valentine’s Day.”  And then I reply, “Are you done with these?” as I clear scraps of paper off of the kitchen counter.  So romantic.  It’s no wonder Bennett is here, what with all the heat and romantic tension between us.  😉

Anywho…

As I sit here typing this morning, I have a content smile spread across my face.  My baby is napping, I successfully made the most delicious cream cheese over the night, my belly is full, my mason jars are sterilized and drying, my tea is brewed, my meatloaf is almost done cooking (But who knows if it tastes good?), my beans are soaking and I’ve got a knitting project on the brain all while my fluffy robe warms my body and my bare feet rest on the hardwood floor.

Now, that’s a lot of randomness to unload (I plan on explaining more of my kitchen experiments later); but, yes, it’s safe to say that when they coined the expression “Suzy Homemaker,” they might have had me in mind.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

PS – Thanks for the blanket, Donna!