Right place. Right time. Right person.
Feb. 15th, 2014 11:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogAs I mentioned yesterday, I didn't go hoggy wildy for Valentines this year. Having it fall on a Friday made the marketing blitz for it all the worse. Eleanor had to work in Heart-Shaped Central all of this week, with romantic music blaring and endless parades of guilt-tripped lovers hauling their buy-it-or-else loads of stuff. I was spared that, but was in the car a lot this week and got to hear the pounding of the commercials for the same kinds of threats.
So my beloved got a card; she made soup for dinner; and we watched the Beatles, who say far more meaningful stuff about love than anything ProFlowers or Exteria Day Spa have to offer.
Then, this morning, this happened:
I saw it as I was heading to the gym around 8:15. I almost lost the shot of it because my @#$% phone of course chose that very moment to announce it was All Full Up and couldn't handle a single pixel. But after clearing some voicemails, some saved pics and a third-to-go episode of Night Vale (don't worry, Carlos, I'll get you back;), and after a car came north to south and, fortunately, only made the straight tracks to the left of the hearts, I got the shot.
By the time I returned from the workout and the leftover banking from yesterday's late-day closing (the teller even gave me my sadly needed extra $40 cashier's check for free:), the coating had all melted, and the hearts were gone.
Except the ones here. Happy Valentines, Eleanor- as the Beatles once said, Yesterday and Today:)
So my beloved got a card; she made soup for dinner; and we watched the Beatles, who say far more meaningful stuff about love than anything ProFlowers or Exteria Day Spa have to offer.
Then, this morning, this happened:
I saw it as I was heading to the gym around 8:15. I almost lost the shot of it because my @#$% phone of course chose that very moment to announce it was All Full Up and couldn't handle a single pixel. But after clearing some voicemails, some saved pics and a third-to-go episode of Night Vale (don't worry, Carlos, I'll get you back;), and after a car came north to south and, fortunately, only made the straight tracks to the left of the hearts, I got the shot.
By the time I returned from the workout and the leftover banking from yesterday's late-day closing (the teller even gave me my sadly needed extra $40 cashier's check for free:), the coating had all melted, and the hearts were gone.
Except the ones here. Happy Valentines, Eleanor- as the Beatles once said, Yesterday and Today:)