My Valentine

My honey bunny and I decided to celebrate Valentines Day last night, and apparently that qualifies us as cheaters, but let me tell you, if that is what we are to be called after having a night like last night, call me a cheater. It was amazing, and Friday the 13th is my new lucky day.

We got Olive Garden gift cards from my brother and sister in law for Christmas this year, but they said that we could also use them for Red Lobster. Neither Tyler nor I had ever been to Red Lobster before, but I was really craving some delicious Salmon. So we invited our friends, Clayton and Aubree, to go with us. Tyler didn't have to work yesterday, so we potentially could have gone to dinner earlier yesterday to try and beat the rush, but Clayton and Aubree couldn't meet us until 6:15, so I knew there was no way that we would get there before the rush. I was correct. We got there and there was a line out the door. We put our names on the very long list, after hearing that it was going to be an HOUR AND A HALF wait, but we were told that the wait would be worth it. They didn't even have any buzzers to give us to let us know that they were ready for us, and told us to come back in like 10 minutes to see if they had any buzzers. We had a better idea. Either we could leave and go walk around the mall while we waited, or all four of us (and Noah), could go get pedicures. We chose to go get pedicures! It was amazing to me how busy the place that we decided to go was, but they still had 4 wonderful massage pedicure chairs available for us. Noah sat on my lap the entire time just in awe of all of the things that were happening around him. He was worried when they emptied out the bath water for my feet, and was terrified of the fake hand that was displaying the different finger nail options available. What a wonderful idea that was to go get a pedicure while we waited.

We knew that it was meant to be when we returned to Red Lobster an HOUR AND A HALF later, and right when they walked in the door, we heard those 4 beautiful words immediately, "Tyler, party of 4." We knew right then and there that the stars had aligned and we were loved. We then enjoyed some amazing shrimp cocktail, salmon, and Tyler really enjoyed his lobster. Noah enjoyed throwing my napkin over the wall, coloring on the window with a crayon, and climbing under the table. But all of that was worth it because we knew that we were supposed to be there. It was also really fun watching Clayton and Aubree battle their 2 pounds of crab legs.

We then took our practically perfect night over to The Chocolate, and beautiful dessert place in Orem, and I enjoyed a fresh Snickerdoodle cookie and some ice cold milk, while Tyler and Noah shared a chocolate chip cookie covered with yummy vanilla ice cream cazookie! While we were there, we saw my good friend Kammie Morris's oldest brother Gary and his family there, so we got to chat with them for a few minutes! What a fun night!

It was a wonderful Valentines Day night, and probably one of the best I can remember. My sweetie pie also surprised me at school yesterday with a balloon frog that said "Kiss Me" and some lovely purple and white daisies! That is a funny story, because one of my coworkers asked me if Tyler would bring the traditional chocolate and flowers for me for Valentines Day, and I said, "No, Tyler knows that I am not a huge chocolate fan (especially while I am pregnant), and he knows that I feel like flowers just die." So I ate my words, and was so happily surprised when he showed up in my classroom, with my baby boy, and some beautiful flowers. Flowers really are so fun to get, even if they do die! Haha

For our actual Valentines Day, Tyler had to work. So Noah and I got to spend the whole day together. We ate cereal for breakfast, played with Playdough, cleaned the kitchen, did some laundry, took Daddy a special Valentines Day lunch from Zaxby's, went to Leatherby's with Tyler's family for lunch and ice cream, played at the park, and then met Tyler back at home only to leave right away again to go to the BYU basketball game! What a better way to show my hubby that I love him than to take him to the BYU basketball game. True love. That's what that is. We really have so much fun at the games, and I am glad that we can go to the games together and really, truly enjoy them and each others' company.

Sidenote: BYU basketball games are also another totally different story when I am pregnant. For several weeks during the middle of my pregnancies, which I experienced with Noah and with this baby, I have a period of emotional breakdowns that I cannot control. I am so grateful that I am not this way my entire pregnancy because 1) I would be so tired and 2) Tyler would want to murder me by the end of it. I posted a similar emotional experience when I was pregnant with Noah. I call it "My Library Story". If you want to go back and read that and laugh, feel free. But this "BYU Water Bottle Story" happened just a few short weeks ago, and I could tell that Tyler thought I was a crazy person. I bring my water bottle everywhere, even though I really am not even the best water drinker. I just want to have it with me "in case". So I brought my water bottle to the game, and apparently you are allowed to have your own water bottle, it just can't have anything in it when you bring it in. But feel free to fill it up in the entirely impossible water fountains that take hours to fill up a single water bottle once you get inside the doors. So needless to say, when we got to the doors, and the security guard told me that I wasn't allowed to have water in my water bottle, I had one of my emotional breakdowns. I was furious. Do these security guards know how ridiculously impossible it is to fill up a water bottle in a water fountain???!!! The water pressure keeps changing, so I end up getting more water outside the water bottle and all over myself, than I actually get inside the water bottle. And you can NEVER get the whole thing filled up. So frustrating. Then I ended up yelling at Tyler, and then having to explain to him afterwards why I am so crazy. I also ended up crying for the entire first half of the basketball game. Don't worry, I got over myself, and now I just hide my filled water bottle inside my jacket before going into the game, haha.

One other reason why it is probably not a good idea for me to go to BYU basketball games during this time, is because just hearing the BYU fight song sends me into a fit of tears. I start feeling the loyalty of all the fans, and I just immediately tear up. There is also another part during the game where they start playing this loud song that says "We determine this", and that is another part of the game that gets me every time. It's truly ridiculous. Tyler just laughs now. And luckily, I think I am finally to the point where I am getting over that emotional part of pregnancy, thank goodness.

Happy Valentines Day everyone!

PS. Every time I would tell Noah "Happy Valentines Day Noah, I love you", he would say, "No Happy Valentines Day Mom, No me love you." So special.

My Valentines :)