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Sooo…. I have a swirl of things going on in my mind today, but none of them really have a thing to do with anything else.  Let’s see how this works out…

Sabine and I have Valentine’s Day plans (entirely dependent upon her getting out of Dallas, of course).  We’re going to work on projects, including but not limited to Girls’ Night Out plans.  We’re going to play with clothes and she’s going to make me fix things.  We’re going to go see Valentine’s Day with James, and she’s going to make about 19 comments about how it’s not awkward, but it’s going to be because it really isn’t awkward and that’s surprising, and not because it IS awkward and we’re trying to pretend it isn’t.  Seriously.  We have got “not awkward” down to a science.
Oh, and pho.  Did I tell her (or him) that we’re going to have pho?  I may need to do that.

So anyway- yes, Valentine’s Day.  Personally, I like the holiday, so you’re not going to get a rant about how it’s a “fake” holiday created by the greeting card industry here.  I think that any occasion to show love and affection and possibly, you know, get somebody some action, is a good occasion.  I’ve had a blast this week helping my partnered friends figure out what to do for their other halves (my suggestion for Becca was by far the best).  I love chocolate hearts filled with peanut butter and I love people making fools of themselves so really, what’s not to love for me?  But… some people don’t love it, and that’s ok, too.

One of the blogs I read has a great piece up that I want to share, and while I shared it privately with some of my girls- I think it deserves to be linked.  I’m just going to call it my little Valentine’s Day gift to my friends who read me here, and hope that they take a little bit of something positive from it.

So, whether you like it or not, Happy Valentine’s Day.  And if you absolutely freaking despise the holiday, you can still rejoice, for marshmallow Peeps will be available on Monday, and then we can make s’mores with the blowtorch and you can make little screaming PEEP! noises… and that’ll be so much better.
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Tomorrow, Saturday, is Beth’s birthday.  Last year I went to Minden with flowers and a cupcake and it was good because it was nice and green and there was clover blooming everywhere.  Right now it is dreary and icy and wet and nasty, and I’m halfway torn between going out with balloons and flowers and cupcakes and trying to “make it cheerful” or just doing a quiet observance at home and not torturing myself with physically going to the cemetery.  I think I’m leaning towards the latter.  Tomorrow is also the yoga studio’s Open House and they’re going to have classes running constantly from 1:00 til 5:30.  Hm.  There’s a thought.
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I leave for Gulf Wars on March 12.  Today is February 12.  HOLY CRAP.  I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be panicking, but I haven’t quite gotten there yet.  I’ve started making lists.  I know where my tent is and all of it’s pieces and parts and I know… crap, I need to work on the poles, so that needs to happen once the snow goes away and I can get into the shed and find the miter saw.  Okay, so I need a weekend of “camp prep” which is going to be totally different than everything ELSE prep, but I can do this.   I’ve started altering clothing and it is going well, but I’m also cognizant of the fact that I need to stay this EXACT weight for a month for that to work out well for me, and also that I won’t be able to take most of these things in any more after this point.  It’s going to be time to start over from scratch… and I kind of hate that.  A lot.

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So, I ordered a bolt of silk for banners from Dharma (previous bolt 100% depleted).  In reviewing my order history, I saw that this was the 4th 50 yard bolt I’ve ordered since we started painting silk.  While some of the things we’ve done have been on silk not off of bolts (wider, or the experiments with scarves and different cut yardages, etc), that means that at the very least, something like 150 yards of banners have been painted by James and/or I.  That’s a lot of banners.  I’m kind of proud of that.  I’m also being a slacker about the 15 or so yards that need to be done by… you guessed it, March 12.

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Can’t get through a solid week on Facebook without sex, shivs, or yeti coming up, usually on a Friday, on my wall somewhere.  Today so far, we’ve got sex and yeti covered (and what may have been a mistaken reference to sex with a yeti, but that was clarified quickly).  God, I love being predictable.

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