Valentines Day turned out to be a nice day. I had a quiet evening alone with my boyfriend. He bought me some beautiful Tulips, chocolates, and a cute little stuffed animal.
We just got back from dinner. We went to our favorite steak house. The bread and salad was the bomb!
Tomorrow we're going shopping. I'm buying paint. My boyfriend is going to paint my living room and dining room. I hate to paint. He said he would do it for me, yay! I also want to buy some window boxes for the front windows and for the kitchen window that faces the deck. I'm going to price shutters, and I want a new light fixture for the dining room. I also need a new shower curtain liner, and kitchen garbage can.
I bought a new Swiffer mop thingy. For the first time in like 20 years, i'm excited about mopping my kitchen floor.
That's all......good night!

and the beat goes on......

My son took his ACT Saturday. I hope he beats his girlfriends score. He says her mom looks down on him because he goes to public school. She's ignorant. I forgive her, so long as my son beats her daughters score. :O)

I got home from work yesterday and my boyfriend tells me "a man called here for you."
It sounded and felt like an accusation. My mind went into overdrive trying to figure out what man would be calling me. An old love, an old friend? WHo, Who, Who would be calling me. I *69'd the call. It was my brother-n-law. My sister fell and hurt her back.
If it had been an old love, or old friend, would I have been guilty of anything other than having a past?