Being a single mom, Valentine's day is just another day to me. However, the girls did get me a heart shaped box of chocolates, and a slew of hand made cards. And I bought then little heart shaped boxes of the candy of their choice. The fall out would be that I still have the Bridgette Jones Syndrome (you know, "Have bottom the size of Brazil"), and the chocolates don't help. All they do is sit in the box and call my name until I crack and eat a handful of them.
I am still packing. I have to finish the kitchen, bath, closets, laundry area, and my room. And, I haven't started the girls room.