Hubby and I had to go out of town this weekend. Not a romantic getaway or anything like that. But there was still lots to love this Valentine weekend.
Hubby and I exchanged Valentines on Friday, since we weren't going to be home for the actual day. And, apparently, Hubby thought Valentine's was kind of like Christmas. Because I got this incredible new Vera bag. Oh. my. gosh. I heart it. (And, yes, I did feel a little lame when I gave him his chocolate peanut butter hearts and recycled clay coffee mug. But he seemed to like them, so I guess that's what counts. Or something. Right?)
I was further filled with love while watching the opening ceremony of the Olympics. Parade of Nations? Whales swimming across the floor? k.d. lang singing Hallelujah? Crazed punk rock pirate fiddle playing Irish step-dancing Canadians? YES! I am hooked from the get-go on these Olympics.
I have three versions of REM's Harborcoat on my ipod. When I was running on Saturday morning, they shuffled in back to back to back. Have I said it before? I heart you, Michael Stipe.
My favorite restaurant managed to prepare a near perfect meal for me on Saturday. If they had had vegetarian friendly soup, it would have been totally perfect. But, alas, it was not to be. But I'll that potato gorgonzolla salad and those freakishly fresh chocolate chunk cookies. No problem.
I finally remembered to check and see who's being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame this year, and I was oh so thrilled to see that gloriously, mercifully, beautifully, absolutely, finally The Stooges will be induced. Can I get an Amen? Because, seriously, how much more rock and roll can you get? If you take The Stooges out of the picture, a whole lot of other bands disappear, too. I have been waiting for this one. If you are unfamiliar, just go right now to your nearest record store and buy Raw Power. You need nothing else. The name says it all. The title track, Search and Destroy, and Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell. Top it all off with the incomparable Iggy Pop? Perfection.
And did I mention the reason for our trip out of town?
To meet Brother and Sister In Law's new twin boys.
Top that off with President's Day off of work (for which I heart Presidents Washington and Lincoln even more than before), and I am practically bursting with love.
Happy belated Valentine's.