Valentines schmalentines

I've never been a big Valentines day advocate. The vast majority of my Valentine's Days I've lived through I was single so I'd stay home, eat brownie batter and watch chick flicks all night. Now that I have a significant other, I kinda think having one day out of the year to appreciate that person is lame and pretty cheesy. Granted, I love being surprised with flowers, a shake from in-n-out and other goodies, but the keyword is surprised. Valentine's Day? Nothing surprising about that. Last year, I was sicker than a dying dog and extremely bloated with 2 babies growing inside of me. {Remember how I didn't know it was twins, but I predicted it? If only I knew what was ahead...} This year, we didn't buy each other gifts, we probably wont go out {well, we might go out to eat somewhere, but we'll be toting two babies with us} and we don't even have cards for each other. What are we going to do? Most likely we'll wear our pj's, play with these two little chicks and stay up waaaay too late watching netflix documentaries.

Would I have it any other way? Absolutely not.

Oh, and we don't normally sleep with a neon green blanket on our bed. It's a quilt the elderly ladies in my parent's ward put together for us for our wedding. Our normal bedding got a bit beat up in the move and I'm in the sloooow process of making this bedding {Remember that post?} so for now, we're using this very bright (buy lovely) quilt.

I'm not sure why I felt the need to explain that, but I did. I'll be sure to let you all know when our new bedding is done. It might take a year, but once it is done, I'll be very proud and will not feel bad for bragging about it. ;)