{Tight Cheeked Mrs. Practical}

I put my husband on a plane yesterday and cried. Did I cry last time?

I think I did.  I AM WEEPY! I just didn't want him to go.

But it is a small detail in the States, and he will be back soon.

(just like his precious card says below)

I put together my own treats for the kiddos this year. Legos, Candy, and Cokes!!
Lily's Sweet Bee.

Clayton's balloon and card.

Lily's card.

I guess I missed a picture of Buddy's balloon.

The Mr. sent me these flowers.

I think it was so thoughtful of him. . . except upon review of my 

Arvest Free Checking Account.  I don't mean to steal his thunder, but. . . 

I would've bought a new outfit. . . or hats! I am horrible!

I wish every-last-fiber-of-my-being wasn't always PRACTICAL.

I might enjoy life a little more, if I didn't constantly have my butt-cheeks tightened together.

(Pardon my French)

Always going around being Mrs. Practical.

I wouldve been perfectly content with this paper-print-out confessing his love for me.

But this arrangement of bright colors and aroma of a flower shoppe

is very special and the most lovely treat.

I love Valentines Day (which I think should be pronounced Valentimes).

Love. Love. Love.

A day to express your feelings with flowers, candy, and CARDS. Cards, my favorite.

Perfection without Practicality.