Yeah, I thought the title to my post might make it sound really good, but it's all a ploy. There is no tragic tale, except for the fact that Valentine's Day is a sham holiday. Who says I HAVE to take my wife out for dinner? Who says I HAVE to buy her something? ...I'll tell you who is behind it...FTD, the biggest flower people in the business!
You know the symbol, and know you know who makes Valentine's Day the bane of every man's pocketbook.
Anyway, so to try to escape the nasty clutches of the FTD, I bought myself a large dose of the Flu last weekend, and made myself ill. I struggled as the flu virus gripped my body, but knew that it could be the only way out of an expensive night. I was pretty sick for the first few days of the week, and things were looking good. Then, the inevitable happened...Kelly told me we were going out on Valentine's no matter what!!!
You see, Kelly and Julia (allies of the FTD) planned a double date Valentine's dinner at OPA!...a restaurant Kelly really wanted to go to. They fight dirty, those women do. I also was not too keen on the idea of Greek food. There are some things that just don't seem appealing to me, and Greek is one. Don't get me wrong though, the Olympics are great...thank you Greeks. But the last time we went for Greek (which I think was last Valentine's...coincidence?), I think I ordered Fish and Chips.
So, even though the flu was still dragging me down, I went to school and taught on Thursday (I am a saint, I know...I would do anything for those 8th Grade Hooligans). And, of course, I couldn't get out of going to dinner either (both Kelly and Julia made that clear to me). Alas, I went. And, to be honest...I had fun, and enjoyed the food. Though, I bought the least Greek thing they had...chicken pasta. But the best part was meeting the little non-Greek Towel Man in the bathroom. His name was Doug, and he is a very curious fella. He gave me a picture of himself in his old country...Saskatchewan.
So, the week has been alright. I have been sick, which I am sick of. Valentine's is gone for another year. I have a new friend in old man Doug. And the best part of the week....The Halifax Regional School Board canceled schools TWICE IN ONE WEEK!!! Miracles DO still happen, I knew it. I never stopped believing.
Valnetine's Week: The Tragic Tale
January Over?? What the...???
What in the world is going on?? We are in February already!! And this ain't no April fools joke. Well the last week or so of January was eventful anyway.
As you can see, we had an ultrasound this past Monday. We got to see our little guy/gal. It was pretty awesome. I think I enjoyed it better than last time. I think it's because I have been through the whole process now. Anyway, it was fun, but the woman was pretty quick and non-talkative. She basically just did her job, and then blew that pop-stand. So during the 'sound, I thought I saw a little 'fella part, and was SOOOOO excited. But after the 'sound, Kelly was saying how she saw a little lady part. So we canceled each other out. DANG. I guess we'll see who is the better ultrasound judge come June (please be a boy!!! Merv, Kevin, and Travis got boys....why not me????). Oh yeah...the funniest thing about the 'sound was at one point the baby was giving a "thumbs up", kinda like the baby in this fake picture...but better. It was so cool...he/she was just letting us know that everything is A-Ok.
Well, Wednesday was Kelly's B-day. She is now 27. She's old. So old. I bought her Depends undergarments for the special occasion. Just kidding. But seriously...I kept telling her how I forgot to get her something. But secretly behind her back, like the Double 0 agent that I am, I set her up an appointment for a pregnancy massage for her gift. She was VERY surprised, and it cost a lot less than a pony. Plus, ponies can really stink up an apartment. Though they can really keep you warm at night. It was a tough call. Anyway, she loved the massage, which she had yesterday.
So school was canceled Monday, and I was home sick Wednesday...so I have had a short week. I went to a Dept. of Education early job hire reception yesterday afternoon. Basically it was a chance to meet recruiters from the School Boards in NS. It was alright. I don't have any interviews...but that's probably because I am 6 feet tall. Tall people are intimidating. Plus, I have glasses. Nerds must not fit the school teacher image too well. They had some good cheese and crackers though. And it was awesome to see my school buddies I haven't seen since November.
Well, the girls have been sick lately. Morgan was not well for over a week now, but luckily we got her some drugs that will clear it up soon. Emma had some massive throwing up problem last Saturday, which were luckily just a 24 hour thing. She carried a bucket with her, but kept forgetting to use it when she's actually throw up. I was loving that. Seriously. I am finally getting over what I had, too. Thankfully. It's hard enough to deal with 13-14 year olds when you are healthy, let alone sick. They were all asking where I was on Wednesday. I told them I was on some Covert Ops. in Iraq. They didn't believe me, but it's really true. You folks think you really know me...but you just know Rob...not 005, the double-agent. Watch out.
Have a fun week or so folks.
