Valentine's Day morning I was coming down with a virulent strain of Yuck, so it was a very low-key day. LB took me to the shop of a local woman who crafts all manner of mountain things in silver and gold and bought me a pair of wee buffalo. I love me some buffs.
With my recent autoimmune issues has come a new diet, so I no longer fit in my winter coats. I treated myself to this one to get me by until spring, which in the mountains of Colorado usually coincides with July 4th.
Since we Hebrews aren't big on Easter, the Pea receives a boatload of goodies on Valentine's Day. She generously shared her Frozen Jelly Bellys with me.
Dumplings, did Cupid deliver for you?