Love Appreciation

Inside the spirit of love there lies a list. This list. A list of the not-so-well-known things that I love.

I love my red Moleskine planner. My entire life is laid out neatly page by page in this red book. I take it with me everywhere. Here she is.


I love our new camera that took this picture of my planner.

I love how my friends are artistic and sarcastic. We have the most amazing conversations and watch the best movies.

I love tomatoes. I say this because I used to hate them. Now, I can't wait to try new recipes with tomatoes--bruschetta, roasted tomato basil soup, caprese salad, you name it. I love how smooth and red they are. Just the other day I was nearing the last bite of a hamburger and all that was left was a moderate piece of a tomato nestled between the buns. It was luscious.

I love Berkley's blog. I wish she would blog more because every time she doesn't I reread all of her old posts over and over. Does anybody else feel the same way?

I love how, given 10 years of tweezing my eyebrows, nobody told me that my eyebrows were ridiculously asymmetrical.


Nobody. Not even the internet was man enough to tell me that one. I'm just glad I was able to keep and maintain friends (not to mention get into the business school) with those things. I am also glad that I was vain enough to take these pictures of my face yesterday to see the damage myself. The camera never lies--the mirror does lie, obviously, since it told me they were symmetrical all these years.

I love Phillip's reasoning:

Me: Why didn't you ever tell me my eyebrows were like this?
Him: Uh, I didn't know you could change those things...

I should not part my hair with a red scripture pencil. This isn't something I love, but rather, something I would love to not do again. Now it just looks like I have a long red scab down the middle of my part. Oh well. All in the spirit of Valentine's Day, right?

the REAL power of love

This week millions of dollars are going to be spent on flowers. Eight days later those flowers will be dead. I am starting to rethink this whole Valentine's Day thing. Cupid, what a tool.

Husband, this one's for you.

Instead of spending (y)our hard earned dollar bills on overpriced flowers (that I will have to watch shrivel up into a lifeless grime), how about spending our Valentine's money on something more meaningful and long-lasting. Like a cardigan, or a new lamp for our night table.

I love my grandma's enormous table lamp with the faux fur lining around the edge of the massive lamp shade. Don't get me wrong, but I think we should consider something a little less, let me think, antediluvian? Just imagine it. February 14th we spend all day going to dozens of stores in search of a smaller lamp with great price-to-quality ratio. Then, we would argue for a half hour on what color of lampshade to get. You'll want a plain one. I'll want one that is impractical but a good conversation starter. Then, every time we turn our new lamp on we could say something like, "the power of love." It could be our first family tradition. It's just an idea--a very romantic idea.

Or we could just surround ourselves with things we love (including the money we will save). We could invite our closest friends and family over to play Pandemic or BANG!, and make jokes while we eat bruschetta and chocolate covered pretzels. We could even talk about the book we would have just finished reading for our book group. That sounds like a fitting way to spend Valentine's Day. Let's do this instead.

We can just buy a lamp online later that day.