Josie and Valentine Stuff

                                                                              

There was a Valentine Dance at my school! It was the first dance I have been to. This is me and two of my friends. They do Not have bubbles on their heads, but Meema said she couldn't put their pictures on her blog because their mamas might not like it. So she hid their faces. But you can see their pretty dresses.

                                                    

There were lots of kids at the dance. Can you find me?

                                                          

Valentina is a pink T Rex that Mama got me for Valentine's Day. On Friday after school, I brought her up to meet the babies.                                                    

                                                            

When I got to Meema and Grumpy's, there was a late Valentine waiting for me. Her name is Trina and she is a fluffy blue triceratops. The babies took turns riding on her.                                                     

There were some lollipops too and I wrote a song for them. I am getting good at writing. It is fun.                                                      

Happy Valentine's Day!

                                                                           

I'm much better though my head continues to feel as it were stuffed with soggy cotton. Could be worse.

No fancy Valentine meal tonight; instead, John will make a run to Bojangles for fried chicken. I've made Greek potato salad and there is bubbly in the refrigerator. Ahhhh!

My Valentine's love and appreciation to all of you folks.

A Valentine's Day Celebration

This card commemorates the first Valentine's Day of our marriage. 1964 and we were living in a tiny trailer (officially designated 'sub-standard housing' by the Marine Corps) in Midway Park at Camp Geiger near Camp Lejeune. I had just graduated and would not have a teaching job till September; we were living on John's pay as a PFC and the spousal allowance--not a lot left over for frills. Buying a magazine and a TV Guide was a once a week treat.

On that Valentine's Day, John brought me a blossoming branch of wild plum--framed by a coat hanger twisted into a heart shape. I've never had a Valentine I liked more.

                                                        

We celebrated this 59th Valentine's Day of our marriage in fine style--he brought me an orchid; I made him this card. He went out late in the afternoon to bring home fried chicken. I made potato salad and some salty, caramelly, chocolaty blondies. (Recipe HERE) There was bubbly. And we didn't have to drive home afterwards. 

Life is good.

                                                       

Happy Valentine's Day from the Pond

Because nothing says romance like a pond full of amorous toads and masses of toad spawn.

To You

On Valentine's Day

Dorothy Parker: 

"One Perfect Rose"

A single flow'r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet--
One perfect rose.
I knew the language of the floweret;
"My fragile leaves," it said, "his heart enclose."
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.

Why is it no one ever sent me yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah no, it's always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.