V-Day Bust

Well, aside from the staff party, my Valentine's Day was a bust. I'm at work right now, biding time until I go home. I called my hubby earlier, just to chat, but he didn't mention anything about today. Sometimes he does it on purpose because it's expected and he hates doing what is expected. Didn't even say "I love you," not that he ever does. I really wanted some flowers at work. He hasn't done that in about 5 years, maybe more. I think we lived in Virginia at the time. He sent me 2 dozen orange roses to my work. They were gorgeous. I just wish he would do it again. Oh well. I'll go home tonight and curl up with a book. Or just fall asleep.