Post-Valentine's Day Report
So I am back! Back from my (unintentional) blogging hiatus, back from my mini-break to the Oregon coast with Mr. Norris, back to "real" life. And real life, apparently, includes more fatigue. And more depression. And some regular ole crankiness that stemmed from said depression and fatigue, and also from trying to vacation peacefully with one's significant other.
People, Mr. Norris is a saint. I mean, he doesn't have a halo or anything (at least, not one that I've seen), and I'm pretty sure he's not dead and that he's not been blessed as such by the Pope in Rome, but the fact that he puts up with a very cranky and depressed me, and seems to like me anyway... well, that is pretty remarkable. Frankly, I think I'm getting the better end of the deal in this relationship, but he seems happy so I'll take it.
So, the weekend:
Thursday night, Mr. Norris arrived around 7 and we hung out and talked for a little while and then opened gifts and ate some salad while we waited for dinner to finish cooking. Our valentine's day, and indeed the whole weekend, was very low key: I made herb roasted Cornish Game Hens (because those little birds are so darned CUTE!), roasted baby red potatoes and steamed green beans for dinner and our gifts were similarly small and low key. He gave me a couple of cute and sweet cards, Season II ofBoston Legal, and a yummy vegan raspberry treat. I got him a Moleskine Sketchbook
, a skin kit for men
by Dermalogica (my favorite skin care products ever) and some yummy little treats like PEZ and Ghiradelli chocolate squares filled with caramel, along with a card. All in all, a very quiet and enjoyable if not uber-romantic evening. (Which, let's face it, is a bit over-rated to begin with...)


