A very [un]romantic Valentine's Day

So, this is our first Valentine's Day together as a married couple. It should be very romantic and such right? Well, as of today, Will has worked 16 days in a row. (Not full days, but still had at least one appointment to deliver/pickup surveys every day.) I have been getting progressively sicker (and now better) since Saturday. On Monday (V-Day) Will worked 11 hours. I had class. By the time he got home, I was so sick and he was so tired, we both were asleep on the couch by 9 pm. He's been working so hard that he forgot to buy me a gift. I wasn't even upset. I was just like... "Meh, do it later." *cuddle* (So maybe today he'll remember since he's only working 7 hours.)

He did bring me supplies for being sick. These included chocolate covered cherries, Vick's vapor rub, ginger ale, saltines, and chicken noodle soup. Yesterday, I only ate around 600 calories. Half of those were chocolate covered cherries. I hate being sick.

Sunday though, he took me to eat at Cheesecake Factory. He had the "grande" burrito. (Which really is ginormous) and I had the Fettuccine with garlic sauce and sun-dried tomatoes. It was heaven. Then we split a piece of strawberry cheesecake. It was romantic, relaxing, and perfect. Even if the music was too loud and this weird little kid kept running up and down the aisle next to our booth. Who said you only get romance and love one day a year? But really, we just need more alone time together.

Seriously. I'm tired of his crazy hours. I'm tired of my crazy schedule. But it's all going to be worth it. Someday. For now, we're just gonna deal.

Will loves his new San Francisco Giants "World Series Champions" hat so much that it's looked like rain the past two days and he refuses to wear it outside. Haha! (There was no rain, just cloudy. What a stinker!) Waffles just enjoys looking like a haunted demon dog.