You see any chubby toddlers with weapons today?

Spent my Valentine's Day with my TV crushes and my forever Valentine, Vincent Price. Also, the nieces since we had Spanish anyway. They got me a box of candy. I got them nifty little felt bags, pencils, and I made them each a bracelet. I had them make Valentines for Dad and Carrie and they got Carrie a box of chocolate as well. Then I came home and made chicken and penne for dinner. This is probably one of the better Valentine's Days in recent memory.

It's been very quiet since I got back from Chicago. Life is its routine little self.

I've got the whole month off from my morning job (neighbor I sit for is on vacation) and I've yet to work one floorset this month, so I've been coasting on one job all month. It's positively relaxing.

I've been working on a writing project that I'm really enjoying. I feel like it's really something solid. I've had that feeling about writing projects before and they didn't pan out as I'd have liked, but I always enjoy the feeling while it's rolling.

I like it when it rolls.

Except for when I think it's 1979.

Don't ask.