I know it’s a week late, but things get busy.  Last week was Valentines day.  Most people either love it or hate it.  I’m indifferent.  I don’t think one 12 hour period of time counts more for my declaration of love of my boyfriend than any other period of time.  He worked late on Tuesday so I ended up sipping a lone glass of wine and watching television.

However, on Friday we decided to formalize Valentines Day with a lovely dinner at an amazing restaurant.  And Lance gave me a card.

I don’t particularly like “themes” for people.  My brother’s wife likes frogs, and for years all you needed to do was find anything – ANY – that had a frog on it and you were set for Christmas/Birthday/Easter – whatever.  Its too impersonal.

What I love is when someone knows you well enough to touch on something that IS personal (and sometimes even a little thematic)

Below is a sculpture from my senior thesis in college, a drawing from 2004, and a painting from the “When I am Gone” series.   I love my boyfriend.