In which that’s Valentine’s Day, not ‘venereal disease.’ Sheesh!

Friday night, Teh BF and I went out for Mexican food and Becca dropped by and ate with us. Then we went to our separate homes to sleep; me because I had chores to do the next day, and him because he works on Saturdays.

Saturday, I cleaned the bathroom. My aunt & uncle arrived.

Saturday night, my BF took me out for sushi! It was really, really yummy.

Afterward, we crashed at his place but since we were both in Combat Sleeper mode it wasn’t the blissful night’s sleep we usually enjoy together. (He even bailed and slept on the couch for a few hours.) There was a lot of flailing and snoring and we both had bad dreams. Weird, huh?

Sunday, we went to my house where all the local relatives – two more aunt & uncle sets, plus some cousins – descended upon the house and we all had Christmas in February.

And pizza! And I got a killer fleece bathrobe!

I made this cheesy video for my mom, because she lives in Wyoming or something and rarely gets to attend family events, and my brother made this one. Yes, I have a big awesome noisy awesome family!

Sunday night, Teh BF and I went over to my (local) aunt & uncle’s house and had dinner and played pinochle. My uncle and I kicked their asses! And I got leftovers out of the deal, which I used for my lunch today:

Overall, it was a lovely weekend. I love it when my family gets together, even if they are loud and exhausting! Conclusion: Christmas in February = bathrobes and pasta.