We had our first real Valentine’s Day as a married couple yesterday. Last year we were driving through Bryce Canyon and splurged on firewood ($3 for an armload; Berck just about collapsed under the load I laid on him) for a nice, warm blaze.

This year, Berck cleaned the apartment and cooked a roast, mashed potatoes, and asperagus roll-ups. I washed my hair and put on a dress. Berck gave me a CD, in case I gave him a present. (I had given him a CD for Christmas, and he said, “But I thought we didn’t give each other Christmas presents!” I guess we’ll have to work on holiday traditions.)

After supper we played some Twenty Questions (cool site), then went to bed early.

It was my best Valentine’s Day ever.

Actual Fact: Saudi Arabia’s Committee for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice banned the selling of red flowers in the days leading up to Valentine’s Day.