well, friends we made it through another day of hearts. although i have a cold so brutal i was sure i wouldn’t make it. thankfully i did and i’m glad we stuck to our guns and holed up in the apartment…no cheesy prix fixe menu or schmaltzy decor. just us and a self-imposed no tv, no books rule. which i broke as soon as i realized the westminster dog show was on. oops. nothing more romantic than dogs and their poorly dressed handlers parading around madison square garden…am i right?!
there was also a card from evan…not shown as it may fall more into the schmaltzy arena. there is nothing cuter than two bulldog puppies cuddled up all wrinkly, right? right. i won’t take a picture of the picture on the card. much as i want to.
there was also dinner. which i didn’t capture. because this darn cold rendered me unable to taste anything. or speak intelligibly for that matter. for the sake of full disclosure though i did a pepper encrusted filet, caramelized shallot mashed potatoes and roasted brussels sprouts with lemon and bacon. i’m told it was very tasty. oh, and we can’t forget the sea-salted brownies. which.are.incredible. you don’t even need the ability to taste to know this fact.
but now on to the fun part: presents! more accurately, new shoes. behold.
in the past two days my cold has lessened its death grip on my sinuses and i think this joyous fact warrants a glass of pinot noir and a sea-salted brownie.