My Valentine's Day

was quiet. I don't "do" Valentine's, but I do feel I have to make the wishes to those I care about. I did call the G-man and left him a nice message. And a few of my friends. G-man's baby (his dog) had to go to the vet. Now G-man is not the type to spend money on his animals, but he loves this dog. He will spend the money on this one. I already can see some of you may be horrified that someone won't spend money on his pet, but he has his points, and I agree with some. He does not abuse his pets but he won't spend millions of dollars on them either. ANYWAY, Jake is sick somehow, was in hypothermia and hadn't eaten for a few days. G-man thinks someone tried to poison him (he IS a little paranoid, but where he lives, people do such things to pets, and people. Jake the dog already has a bullet wound in his head, poor guy is lucky, he's not a mean dog either. Damn hicks.) So Jake is spending Valentine's Day at the vet's. His girlfriend, Babydoll must be all lonely. But as long as Jake gets better. He is a good dog. I have to find the photos I took of him. I took tons. My and G-man's favorite is the one where Jake is in the creek surrounded my leaves that had fallen from the treees. It's a really nice photo because Jake doesn't go into the water anymore. I'll have to find the negative and scan it. For now, here's Jake's mug.

Oh, my Valentine's meal consisted of Baked Tilapia (my dumbass left my breadcrumbs over my sister's so smashed oyster crackers did the job, although I forgot to squirt it with lemon juice, I did drizzle it with olive oil though), Macaroni and Cheese (I was going to eat spaghetti noodles but decided on the cheese, I'm havin a need-to-eat-junk time of the month), with a Side Salad and an Oreo Ice Cream Sammich (OMG those are divine).

I spent some of the day cleaning since I can't find shit. When I can't find shit it's time to clean. I have a lot to do but the areas visible from the front door are clean. Now I just have to get rid of all the stuff piled high that I'm trying to sell, and clean out my room and the spare (That's where I put all the stuff I didnt' know what to do with). Now I have to figure out what to do with it all, and/or go through all the paperwork. I don't have like tons of stuff, but I'm such a paper hoarder. That and magazines out the ass. Magazines that I keep meaning to read and are a few years old (photography magazines) but I can't part with them until I do.

I did do my evening yoga, which is much harder than morning yoga. Figured I needed to get into it. Needless to say my legs hurt. I am SO not flexible. My back and legs are horribly unflexible. So, more evening yoga is on the schedule for the future. I'm pathetically out of shape and do not want to get worse.

I have all the candleholders burning with candles and it smells so pretty. Was thinking on some wine but I may just grab the last beer......