2:42 p.m.,
Feb. 14, 2003
So we ended up celebrating today a little early. We were both tired and cranky yesterday, so I decided a gift exchange would pick up our spirits, and it did. Keith and I exchanged gifts last night, and I completely surprised and delighted him.
For Valentine's Day, I bought him a trip to San Diego. We haven't gone there before, but it'll be three relaxing days in the sun, walking around and checking out museums.
I guess it's a bit of a gift for me, but to be honest, Keith's had a rough couple of weeks and I thought a surprise trip from me would be the ideal gift.
It is.
He bought me a stained-glass reproduction of Chagall's "Wedding on a Village Street." It's lovely, and it reminds me of our wedding - my favorite part was when we rode around on the giant rooster.
Urm, anyway. I like it a lot.
On a more shallow note, for those of you who have been reading all week, you'll know that my hair has been looking like ass everyday. Maybe it's a special gift from Cupid, but for the first time all week, my hair is looking incredible. I think I shall finally pass through this dark phase of my life. Hallelujah.