Unfortunately, there are no photographs of the hot pretzels or the hot toddy. No photographs of people actually making the beautiful valentines. And I didn't, as I promised A, actually attempt to make a pretzel in the shape of a sexy lady. That would have made for a good snapshot. But thankfully, there is a photograph of the wreckage (carnage?) of the valentine-making. Check out all the magazines. Can you see the Anthropologie catalogues? The copies of Science? What about Stanford Alumni magazine? CosmoGirl? Hustler? Poets&Writers? SexFever?
The house is still recovering. Next stop, groceries.
p.s. That new Charlie Brown Valentine movie they made was terrible. Stay away. It's no Great Pumpkin.
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