Actually, I’m writing this the evening of. Valentine’s Day itself went rather smoothly – cards were passed out without a hitch, activities played, snacks consumed. The afternoon was a bit hectic, and I pray for their parents tonight, but as for me and my house – Lloyd is napping on the couch and I am snug and warm with a belly full of chili – and have also sampled all the chocolates in the house. (No good ones – am I cursed or something?)