The Tradition Continues

I have no romantic associations with Valentine's Day. When we celebrated our first Valentine's day as a couple, I was horridly sick in bed with the flu. Instead of flowers, I got DayQuil. Since then, I haven't been real into the holiday. I don't remember if we did anything for our second one, last year I was really big pregnant, and now again this year Zoie and I are under the weather. Nothing terrible, but Zoie threw-up last night and again on me this morning. She otherwise acts fine. I'll spare you the details of my current condition.

To top it off, Mark shot a nail through his hand yesterday with his nail gun. Praise the Lord it was just through the fleshy skin and he is up to date on his tetanus. We cleaned it out and he is doing fine.

Happy Valentine's Day!