true love

means making a red velvet cake from scratch(and improvising a few ingredients) and writing "gators suck" on it in melted chocolate chips. for any of you that have ever had even the slightest contact with my husband, you know that means a lot! pat on the back for me!

it is very hard to read. melted chocolate and reagan are not a good combination. especially when i had to keep bribing him with chocolate chips to keep him from touching the cake while i was working on it.

and because we are "simpsons" i had to make thomas a simpson's themed card. does anyone remember what episode this is from???
the whole fam damily braved the cold(27 degrees!!! are we really in alabama?) and we went out to eat. thomas was concerned that reagan didn't eat much dinner. hmmmm, could it have been the half pound of chocolate he ate earlier???
bytheway, thomas is a sneak and a liar. we decided that we weren't exchanging gifts this year. all i wanted was a jumbo box of chocolates which does NOT fall in the "gift" catergory. that is just sustenance. so mr. big shot comes home during his lunch and surprises me with a gift. JERK!(don't worry mom, i am kidding.) how does that make me look? "hey thomas, here's your computer generated simpson's card. happy valentine's day." everything has to be a competition with him. so what if i love unexpected gifts and surprises and unannounced midday visits? he knows me too well. my hero.


finally, i really didn't want to go to word verification on my comments but i guess i am at that point. any extra step confuses my parents, who don't comment anyway, so no big deal-yo. but, alas. i guess that is what the word is coming to these days...