st. valentine's eve...

swirls of snow are clouding the night sky... the impact of this white fury contains more meaning to me than poor driving conditions -- it has stripped my cupid of its arrow...

i had plans for wine and exotic seafood in the warmth of the home of my handsome tomorrow night... originally we'd planned on being unconventional and ruffling feathers by breaking up for good ol' v-day (obviously an idea spawned from our sick senses of humour)... but once it was cinched that i had the night off, we decided a little romance would be more fun and considerably more honest...

unfortunately, as this snow piles itself on branches, sidewalks, lawns and streets, it is crushing my chances to give in to the hallmark affair because my handsome plows snow... therefore, duty calls as the centimetres accumulate...

our night wasn't intended to be anything fancy -- and actually abolished any sort of hallmark-esque accessories... but it was just another excuse to indulge in good food, embracing and contesting each other with cheesy lines of adoration... alas, it is just another day for everyone to show their love... it seems strange that we all even needed a specific one in the first place...

i'll happily settle for sweet nothings over the telephone...