On Valentine's Day itself, we enjoyed a nice steak dinner. Although because of the lateness of Mike's meetings on Sunday he had to get a little creative with his grill-game (e.g. headlamp). The steaks were great, if not blasphemously-rare for any vegetarian, and we had a relaxing meal on our freshly cleaned table. (this is indeed a momentous occasion, we are more ottoman folk, and I don't mean we like the Turkish Empire).
I decided in lieu of the WWII movie we watched the night before to go all out with my dress for church. What-- you don't like to incorporate vintage-costume style wardrobing for church? Missing out.

And I gave Michael his present, a collection of Marine aviation books and a pistol-shaped egg fryer. Love you honey (despite the fact that he once again preempted my gifting by buying himself something, in this case a new weapon that rhymes with basalt trifle.)
7 comments:
hmmm.. a basalt trifle! sounds like a volcanic desert. and i love the church outfit. you are beyoootiful
and by desert, i mean dessert. kill myself.
Cuteness all around.
you little USO darling you.
Linked here from Melanie's blog, which I linked to from Cari's blog... in case you don't know my married name, this is Kate Allan. and I just have to say that I love your usage of Arrested Development quotes.
you look so dang skinny!! So hott right now... love it. And I agree, let's play really soon. call me!
Fun catching up on you guys! I'm always in for a good laugh when I do. ;)
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