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My Husband and a Kangaroo

9:54 and flannel pjs
It's 9:54 PM and I am in my flannel pjs toasty warm. As far as days go it's been a good one, even after I overslept by 40 minutes - how I ignore that alarm is so beyond me. It was warm and sunny out. I had a good 3-month review at work -- apparently they like me and want to keep me -- that's always good news!
So the day was good the Valentine's part was eh. I don't know I like the gushy romantic part if I get it but I am not crushed if I don't. This year my mom and a friend sent me e-cards, a coworker gave me a chocolate candy heart, and my niece gave me a whole lot of screaming and fussing because she is sick. Then at the end of the day, I get a call from my husband, who is still at this sister's in VA, asking me if I liked my card. My what? What card? Poor thing, he felt terrible. The day before he left, he had asked the neighbors if they could put my card in the mailbox to me from him. Apparently they forgot and he didn't want me thinking he forgot. It melted my heart. I thought it was so cute and un-guy like that he would ask them to do that rather than just hiding it in the house and calling me to tell me where it is on Valentine's Day.
One of the 1001 reasons I adore him. He does cute things.