16 February 2014
on valentine's day, we make sure we get a photo together. it doesn't happen nearly enough, so we try to stay on a schedule of sorts: christmas, valentine's, anniversaries. and you know, and we try to get the candid ones, but it's nice knowing we've booked a date with our tripod, if all else falls through. bonus: since bernie is afraid of stringed instruments, holding the ukelele kept her at bay while the camera was running. in the first few she's in a rather…unbecoming (i.e., self-grooming) pose in the background.
i, of course, dressed like a veritable valentine's clown, and robbie wore enough red to pass as my assistant holiday clown, two thumbs up, and the back of my hand to my forehead because that man is h-o-t, hot. he gave me flowers, i gave him a card, and we tried a new restaurant instead of going to our default one…which we've maybe gone to for our last…6 dates…or more.
but my very favorite part of the day was when robbie reminded me that we really ought to go bring a valentine -- or a homemade valentine, a favorite coffee, & one of my roses -- to our super sweet & newly single friend while she was at work. and i love him for being that guy, and for reminding me to be that girl. i can always, always count on him to be a good one. he is my favorite valentine, my only & forever valentine.