Well... Spa Night was something different. I poured the hot water for the foot soaks and it was waaaaay too hot. We steamed our feet over the tubs for a good half hour before we could actually put them into the water. And by then it was almost too cold. I guess I'm just not a spa type of person. Throw me into a good hot shower and I'm good to go. Manicure? What's that? You're talking to a farmer's daughter, here...
Fortunately, "Finding Nemo" was a great success after the failed foot soaks. We have all seen it so many times, we didn't even cry at the sad parts. It has become a real 'cult movie' for us - we are one with the seagulls - "Mine? Mine? Mine?" And the best scene for us will always be Darla's arrival, with all the hysteria and screaming and Nemo's great escape. Awesome stuff.
We didn't go to work today - snowstorm followed by ice and then torrential rain. As I write, our cellar is gradually filling up with snow melt coming in through the window wells. Nothing I tried today could keep the water from pouring in. I got really frustrated over it at one point, stomped around the house and slammed a few doors. Didn't make me feel any better. I finally started to sing the "Happy Boy" song - have you heard that one? "I'm a happy boy, happy boy - ain't it great when things are going my way, hey HEY!" Of course, I'm not a boy, I'm a girl, but it's a good tune to get you out of a foul mood.
Valentine's Day. What can be done to get you out of a foul mood on Valentine's Day when you don't have a Valentine? Chocolate helps, but sometimes I think it would just be better if people politely avoided the mention of V-Day to those of us who so obviously do not have Valentines anywhere within shooting range.
Feeling rather sorry for Neighbor's (soon to be ex) wife. They say that "it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all", but I question that. Valentine's Day is hard on the singles, but must be a lot harder on those who once had - and lost - their Valentine...
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