Before the storm I filled my love tank with a quick trip to Chicago, to spend time with this great lady--my 94 year old grandma.
I never ever tell her I'm coming. I never want to get her hopes up, get her all excited, and then something cancels the trip. Say, like winter weather. I also never want to tell her who's coming along, because I never know what sudden college obligations could road block them from joining. This visit she got great grandchildren number two and five. (There are 17 greats in total.) After a four hour visit, loads of family history stories told to the girls, tons of laughing (the kind that draws out tears) and her first experience with a selfie stick picture..."no I look terrible, like I'm a 103." My Grandma said to us as we kissed and hugged her good-bye, "this was the best Valentine surprise ever!"
The family that shovels together are Valentines for life! Or so I brain washed the kids into thinking. Hehehe
Later this evening my real Valentine will come home from work, I'll throw a pork chop his way and remind him 29 years ago he asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. We are romantic like that.
Happy day of hearts and kisses!