On Valentine’s Day I still felt bad, which was so sad because I love celebrating this holiday with my family.
I took the kids to the library in the morning, though, and then I did some errands even though I felt like death.
We came home, I put the Clarissa down for a nap, and then I can’t remember what I did after that. I probably did laundry or took a nap myself.
Then we picked up the kids and I took them all to the new Crepery restaurant in the Riverwoods. I was going to make crepes for Valentine’s Day dinner, but since I had no energy, we just bought some instead. There was a really nice older man there who happened to be the dad of one of Abe’s coworkers. He really took to the kids and talked to us a lot while we ate our crepes.
Then we took our leftover crepes home and discovered Abe had come home early! He brought a big beautiful bouquet of flowers home and was puttering in the kitchen. We did piano and harp practice with the girls and then had chocolate fondue with strawberries for dessert with the kids.
Afterward Abe was so wonderful and talked with me and listened to me until I actually stopped feeling so ill. It was very healing to just enjoy the loving presence of my amazing, wise, infinitely kind husband. I love him.
Then we watched It Happened One Night, because we have a goal to work down the list of best romantic films of all time over the course of our future Valentine’s Days. This film would have been great but the misogyny in it was honestly disturbing. I’m so glad I’m alive now and not back then. Happy Valentine’s Day!
