Is tomorrow Valentine’s Day? If it is, I have failed miserably this year. Bryan and I have both been unhealthy all weekend; he with the flu and me with other things. As we visited the drugstore last night for some emergency remedies, I grabbed bags of candy to throw together gifts for Bryan and my family, because Penses love Valentine’s Day, and other people in my family seem to be much more thoughtful than I, and I just suck at this for some reason right now!!!!

I was given the task of ordering flowers for someone for Valentine’s Day. I tried to call my florist of choice all day yesterday, because I wanted the flowers to be special, only to get a busy signal each and every time I called. ALL DAY! Apparently, this florist is preferred by every single person in Tulsa county. So, I had to use one of those links on msn that says “It’s not too late to order flowers for your loved one!” and pay a hefty price to make up for my suckiness as a daughter.

The biggest defeat of all is that I haven’t bought any of the groceries for my romantic dinner with Bryan. No artisanal cheeses. No filet mignon. No pots de crème. Nada.

Deborah Baucom, hopeless romantic, celebrator of Valentine’s Month, will probably end up picking up Taco Bueno for her husband tomorrow night.

Deep sigh.