We are going to have Papa John's pizza, watch a movie, and exchange Valentine's at my house as a compromise. I feel much more comfortable doing this instead of going out to eat. I will have to drive to La Grange, Ga. and pick her up since she doesn't have a driver's license or car, though. She wants to spend the day with me is what she said (lord help me).
Mom got me a really, really nice and expensive box of Whitman's chocolate (pictured) and the card was sweet as well. Mom's kinda experiencing this vicariously through me and gets excited about it when we are talking on the phone. This all seems so sophomoric to me.
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