Let’s see… What did my Special Valentine and I do on that celebrated of days:

Right after my husband got home from work, our son called us with good tidings… His car was (again) not responding in the expected way. Hmmm…. What do any parents do when their (grown) son calls them with car trouble woes… They quickly try to "make it better"… After the traditional questions like "Where are you?" and "How much time do you have before your class starts?" and even the "Can you get it to the repair shop?", it was quickly determined that HIS car would be best served if my Valentine and I go play (a game we know well from past playings!) "Let’s switch the cars."

Luckily, rush hour was just beginning… so we were at least able to get onto "the loop" in order for my Valentine to go exchange cars with our son, while I drove my car to the repair shop to await my Valentine‘s arrival with our sons uncooperative car.

Of course, since all of this car-juggling took time, our drive home was made all the more Valentine’s-Day-romantic by the fact that we were caught in the height of rush hour traffic…. and we weren’t headed for an expensive meal at a dimly lit restaurant, we were heading home to feed a hungry dog! (Does it count as "Valentine-y" that on the way home we actually did pull into the parking lot of one of our favorite restaurants… only to see about thirty people outside the front door waiting to be called in for their not-at-all-rushed dinner seating?)

It was such a relief to get out of that grid lock traffic. (I actually saw a teenage boy driving with his left hand raised out of the window, making a not-too-Valentine’s-Day gesture at some people who had let him cut in front of them!) We fed the dog,  had sandwiches for dinner, and then enjoyed a few Valentine’s chocolates. (I had bought a bag of Dove chocolates that morning at the grocery store.)

So, that is how my Valentine and I passed our 2008 Valentine’s Day… At least we spent time together on the drive home… (What is it they say about quantity time VS quality time?)

Good grief… You should see my house!

Now that I have this site, I am totally neglecting my household chores. I used to have a weekly routine worked out where I would have a day for dusting and vacuuming, a day for cleaning bathrooms and mopping, a day for doing the laundry, a day for running errands and the grocery store, ETC. (You probably know the drill…)

Now, however, I don’t seem to want to do anything other than work on this site! I want to look up authors who have been suggested to me, or I want to try to improve the site by putting the book covers on the pages, or I want to post new cozy mystery authors, or write a blog, ETC.

Sometimes I find myself sitting down just to do a little task, and then I get side-tracked, and before I know it, our dog is begging to go outside! Poor little thing enjoyed it more when she could follow me from room to room, always keeping an eye on the dreaded vacuum cleaner. Now I think that she would actually enjoy seeing the doggone thing come out of the closet once in a while… just so that she could make sure that it’s still safely hidden behind the closet door.

I have found that if I don’t put my reading glasses on, I totally miss the accumulation of dust or the bits of leaves our dog tracks in. The good thing is that my husband doesn’t complain… Maybe he has learned to keep his reading glasses off, also!