Surviving Valentine's Day

Well, I made through another day dedicated to the colors red, pink, and white. All during work I kept asking people if they knew the true reason we celebrate this holiday. Sorry Paul Harvey I guess nobody cares enough about the Saint.

On the other hand it was a really surprising V-Day. At eight-thirty I was putting on makeup in the bathroom and Meag was doing Pilates in the living room when there was a knock at out door. She runs into the bathroom and says, "Em. There is a really attractive guy at our door asking for you." So I run out of the bathroom, slowly saunter across the living room (I'm cool), and notice that the person at the door IS really attractive. Unfortunately, I don't know him. He asks, "Are you Emily?" Yes, I am. "This is for you." He hands me this big basket full of Valentine's Day-ish things. It's got Martinelli's, a box of chocolates, some Toblerone candy bars, Hershey's Kisses, those sugar hearts with messages, a teddy bear, all of that. Then this guy reads me this card. It says: "To Emily From A tall, dark, and/or handsome guy" In a moment of boldness I said as sexily as I could. So... you wouldn't happen to be the 'tall, dark, and/or handsome guy' would you? "No ma'am. I'm just the delivery boy." Oh. Well, could you tell me something more about this person? "Sorry. I'm not at liberty to say anything more than what's written on the card." Okay. "Here's our card if you ever want to do business in the future." Thanks. And the delivery boy leaves.

I have no idea who it could be. Okay... well I had some guesses but so far they've turned out wrong. So whoever this mystery guy is or girl... it could be a tall, dark, and/or handsome person... they've maintained their mystery. Although I would love to lift the shroud. :)

As far as the rest of my Valentine's day... I wrote a huge paper. Blech. Ate at Panda Express for the first time. ...And went to practice for this Improv troupe that I am in and love! So all in all a day packed full of activities. And questions.