Oh, Amos Lee. You were there for me all those years ago when I moved out on my own and spent Valentine’s Day alone (I was actually with my best friend, and perfectly happy, but that’s hardly a compelling opener).
Another post about ‘romance,’ then I promise to shut up about my marriage for a while. Tuesday night was the Valentine’s Day premier of Cougar Town, a fantastic show that Mr and I both enjoy. He made it home from class in time for us to watch together (I know, romance): he with his statistics homework, me with my crocheting (I’m making another hat for Horsey. Don’t judge.)
SPOILERS FOR THE 3RD SEASON PREMIER OF COUGAR TOWN, AFTER THE JUMP.
Last week, my husband and I discussed Valentine’s Day.
In a household where Kay Jewelry commercials are greeted with nothing but derision, the outcome was inevitable: