So Valentine’s Day went off without too many hiccups, other than one of emmie’s presents coming a day later than everyone else’s present that were meant to be presented together (I purchased everyone in the household a watch for our time together past present and future). We exchanged rings and a simple pledge to each other at a coffee shop and then meandered home. Tonight’s planned salsa festivities were rather hampered by mitda contracting the bubonic plague and the proposed 30 degree temperatures outside being about 45 degrees too few for emmie, but we’ll get that together another weekend.
Another odd thing this last couple of weeks has been used car salesmen that are incapable of carrying through on a deal. One went as far as making the deal and taking the deposit with plans to deliver the car the next day, only to fail to show up and then back out of the deal completely. Hence I don’t have the soccer mom wagon after all. Our substitute third car wound up being an older benz coupe in black and tan, she is a sweet ride so we’re referring to her as black velvet. She’s big enough and heavy enough that I feel comfortable with emmie driving her around – emmie’s not the most confident of drivers and both she and I will feel safer with her in the semi-armoured teutonic beast.
