Tomorrow is Valentine's Day? Whaaaat? We're exhausted over at this place. I haven't seen Mr. Hubs since Monday morning, and I haven't coherently seen him since Sunday night. Did that make sense? Probably not. But, then again, neither did me trying to turn on the garbage disposal by walking across the room and turning on the kitchen light. No idea where that little craziness came from. And, I have no idea why my husband's long hours make ME tired. I probably shouldn't tell him that. My point in all of this is that I hope we have nothing to do on Valentine's Day, except be together, that is. That...would be awesome.