Whether you're in a relationship or on your own, Valentine's day is a good excuse to pamper yourself and your loved ones. Do something nice, and have a wonderful day!
By now you're probably wondering why I'm showing a picture of a Lego castle next to my valentine's day's greeting?
Hubby asked what I want, and I said, "Go out for dinner. What do you want?"
He said, "Lego."
What? You thought Lego was a kid's toy? Well, I guess it is, but that doesn't mean adults can't have fun with it too. It's hard to take a really good photo of his castles - they're kind of too big to fit - but they're amazing.
Oopsie, I got a little sidetracked there. I wanted to tell you that if you need something to read for Valentine's day, I have a couple of freebees.
Here's a little excerpt:
He kept his head bent; he was too tall to stand straight in the confined space. "It's not elegant, but should be safe enough for now."
Three dirty faces turned toward him with faith shining from their eyes, and he swallowed hard. What if he couldn't live up to their trust? No, he couldn't afford to think like that. He started down this road and there was no going back.
A female hand clutched his. It was small and cold and made him want to protect her. "Thank you. I don't know what we'd do without you."
He cupped his hands around hers. "I have to go. The congregation will be here soon. You just stay put down here, okay?"
Taking a glance around the bare room, he exhaled through his teeth. There had to be a better place to hide the family than this dank cellar, but he couldn't think of anything. "I'm sorry it's not nicer."
The woman made a dismissive gesture. "We're alive."
I'm also giving Embarkment 2577 away for Valentine's day. If you read it, remember the first novella is written kinda tongue in cheek. Don't take it too seriously. ;-)
Here's a brief excerpt!
Not even an imaginary voice answered.
“You can’t rely on other people to do everything for you. Go make breakfast.”
Good advice. With such brilliant intelligence, talking to myself might be a splendid idea. Maybe I should do it more often.
A green light blinked on the replicator unit, and I decided to regard it an invitation. “Hi computer. I would very much like a cup of coffee and a croissant, please.”
The machine hummed to life, and presented a weird-looking piece of blue bread and a cup of liquid that smelled like chicken soup. I tasted the bread, and spit the piece out as quickly as it entered my mouth. “This is hideous!”
I was sure Adam used this device to feed me every morning, every evening, and sometimes in the middle of the day.
I dumped everything in the recycling unit and tried again. “Hmm, you’re sneaky, aren’t you? You gave me the equivalent for some weird alien species. I’m human, okay. Please give me a cappuccino and a French croissant.”
The panel hummed and I could almost taste the coffee. It gave me a grayish goo vaguely reminiscent of spoiled oatmeal.
That's it for me for today. However you choose to spend the day, I hope you have a wonderful time!