the way to my heart.

i am a big believer in over-using the word love. i love most things and most people. i do. i truly love them. i believe that loving is the reason we were put here on earth. so obviously i'm a big believer in the "treat every day as valentine's day" mantra.that being said, i think that valentine's day is a nice little reminder to all of us that even if we aren't always romantic (which is fine, everyday love is just as good, if not more important), sometimes showing a little romance is a nice change of pace*.and if you were married to me, which i'm sure you're all wishing you were, you would know that my idea of romance is warmth. and warm things. and heat. i think that's actually why i fell in love with Mister Man in the first place. his first gift to me was a pair of gorgeous fairisle glomitts. glomitts, for the uninitiated, are gloves with a flap that goes over the fingers to make them mittens. they are the most amazing invention of this modern age, i'm sure of it.well. those first glomitts have been darned and mended within an inch of their life over the past three years, and i don't even know how to darn! but i just can't let them go. i feel like i should make them into a blanket for our first child someday (that's weird, right? i know it is). so what did my husband do today? he left me a little valentine's day gift:no honey. i'm the luckiest. because warmth over chocolate, that's what i always say. and you get it. pink glomitts are the way to my heart.happy valentine's day my little loves.*and really, if we get right down to it, what good is february without valentine's day anyway?

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