Best V-Day gift ever: Aaron came home, handed me a bar of Toblerone, and took took the cranky, sick kid out for French fries. (The only food we know without a doubt he won't turn down. Gotta get some calories into the kid today.)

Z did all the cutting (well, some cutting--mostly ripping) and gluing, and wrote the message himself. All I did was cut out the rectangles and assemble them. The message is written on a piece of vellum laid over the collage pieces, and fastened with a heart-shaped brad.

Happy Valentines' Day from Z and Ubermom!


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Last night Aaron and I had a double dinner date with our wonderful friends rslatkin and vatavian, and today I'm taking my mom to the Poe show at the Center for Puppetry Arts.

Happy Valentines' Day, everyone. Love as thou wilt.

With that out of the way, here's what I made the Boy for Valentines' Day dinner:

Chicken Saute with Pine Nuts, one of Aaron's favorite meals, but one I don't do very often, since it's a big, multi-step process. It was really worth it this time, though--the chicken came out really moist and tender, and we have extras to eat all weekend.

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Man, if there's one thing that's depressing, it's reading LJ on Valentine's Day. Seems every other entry is someone posting about how much they hate Valentine's Day.

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Thank you to my Valentinr valentines! I think I've figured out all the anonymous ones...the ones who posted anonymously and then signed their names were particularly tricky ( Read more... )

Saturday was not my best performance, but the choir overall sounded quite good. Due to budget constraints, we weren't going to have this concert profressionally recorded, but Aaron decided to bring in his recording equipment--which is how I know it sounded good overall. Well, and because vatavian and rslatkin were there and said so ( Read more... )

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Chansons d'Amour: Songs of Love in the Language of RomanceThe Dekalb Choral Guild's Annual Fundraiser Event ( Read more... )

I know I'm supposed to write some lovey-dovey introspective entry on the nature of love...but the truth is, Aaron and I did our taxes last night. How romantic.

(Ok, he got me chocolate covered strawberries, too. I'm not complaining.)