Valentines Day = happy tummies and planner love

Life always offers you a second chance.
It's called tomorrow.
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I wouldn't call this a random post, but, I may jump from one extreme to another. 
Remember in my last post how I said that I'd see you all in 5 weeks? Yep, happy 5 weeks later! 
First...this little beauty came in for me:

First of all, I squealed...yes, squealed...when my son came into the house with my box. Hubby came rushing out of the room, he thought I fell down or something. Needless to say, he did not share in the excitement. Personal thoughts? It's freakin' beautiful...and, its mine! It's big and beautiful and gold!! I love it!! Have I moved into it yet? No! I was so sure what I was going to do with this planner, but, after touching it and smelling it, I'm not so sure anymore. I have a personal Filofax in my bag as my appointment planner, so, I'm leaning more toward making it a "Me" Planner - journal, ideas, sketches, etc. It might sound crazy, but, I actually don't like to put everything in one place. Meaning, I have a planner for the household stuff - shopping, coupons, maintenance stuff; a planner for the family - appointments, field trips, birthday stuff, schedules for work; and, then, my stuff.
In my house, I can't even use the bathroom in private, so,there are very few things I can keep to myself - my cell phone, my purse/wallet, and, now, this planner.
I am still trying to come up with inserts, dashboard, etc., so, its work in progress. I will probably start moving into it in March. I'm also trying to fix the faux-dori I made for the Facebook list group I belong to and I bought some pretty light blue vinyl for a new faux-dori that I will use as my Fitness log/journal. Looks like I'm going to be pretty busy this weekend!

Second, Valentines Day.
Now, in all of the years that hubby and I have been together, he has bought me flowers once...and, then, managed to blow the deal by complaining about how much the roses had cost him. Nice, right? This year, I wanted flowers...told him, too.

"I want flowers," I tell him
"Why?" he tells me
"Because its romantic; c'mon, do something different this year," I tell him
"Huh...well, I'm not romantic and flowers die," he said

My hand is still stinging from the slap I gave him upside his non-romantic head. Don't read this wrong; I wasn't mad...we laughed about it the whole time. It's just not...him to do something as traditional as buying flowers for me. And, he does have a romantic streak...after all, he got me this for Valentines Day:

Yes, it's a Hydro Flask. Yes, I know its not romantic, but, it is practical and something that I will use all the time, so, at least he knows that its a smart purchase. Flowers would have been, too, but, hey, at least I got something.
The tradition for Valentines is that I would make my men dinner - no, we don't go out to eat. First, because its usually really freakin' retarded at restaurants on the day of love, and, second, feeding five is hella expensive. I say five because there would be a slight mutiny within the household if we tried to leave without the other three. Nuff said.
Anyway, I would make whatever they wanted - yes, that would mean four different meals. But, it made them happy and that's all that mattered. Well, thanks to the world of Pinterest and the endless supply of recipes at our fingertips, this year I made one meal that they all loved:

I made a roast, Kahuku Style shrimp, and roasted red potatoes with brussel sprouts, onions and bacon. Dessert was brownies with vanilla ice cream, chocolate rice krispies topping with coconut flakes, walnuts, brown sugar and caramel. Needless to say, it was a success.

And, biggest news of all...I start school tonight!! YAY!!! Hence the quote...basically, I'm getting a chance to start my life over...and, I can't wait! I'm excited...and, scared, but, its a good scared, not the type that has you throwing up all over the place. And, I'm making a planner for that, too!! I mean, completely DIY - printables, cover, inserts, everything. I was joking with my husband about being married to a college girl...he just laughed and said, "whatever."

I've learned something over the last 18 months, 2 days and 3.5 hours...there will always be  another chance to do something over in our lives. Whether it be a casserole or life choices, don't ever think that there won't be a chance to make it right...or to give us a chance to be truly happy. As long as we have tomorrow, we all have a second chance.