aftermath
celia and i ate some of the cupcakes last night, and also some of the the best lasagna ever. some generic lactaid prevented me from exploding like a cheese-eating pug.
we only made it through about half of the notebook.
as you can see, i took heed of eric’s reminder about the los angeles flower market, and also added a vase from chinatown to the mix. there were also some tulips that i snuck into her car before she left for work.
it was my best valentine’s day ever, how about you?
it was my best valentine's day ever, too.