All You Need is Love

Valentine's Day is such a strange and fabricated holiday, and I think its origins are rather sinister for a holiday that is all about love. But, alas, it's all about love, so what's so wrong with that?

While the other kids made cards for friends during time set aside at school, AS and RS made extra special Valentine's for their Dad, far away in New York.

Albert Hein (our local big grocery store, which we all love-to-hate and hate-to-love) offered strawberries in heart-shaped packages, which for some reason really made me happy. I bought three on the spot.

Mom went all the way to the AIRPORT to find helium balloons "special delivery from Dad," and meanwhile Dad sent Mom a dozen roses.

And AS reminded all of us of the beautiful bottom line: