Wuv... twoo wuv....

Valentine's Day this year was rather quiet for Wonderful Husband and myself. We'd agreed not to do the cards-presents-roses thing this year, and instead spent a quiet night at home. I made dinner (roast chicken and roast vegetables) and he helped me make up a pair of apple pies, we played on the computers for a bit, and went to bed early to try to catch up on the sleep we've been shorting ourselves on recently.

That remarkable lack of hearts and flowers and planning aside, should I still be resenting my coworker who asks if I've also refused to buy into the crass commercialism that is Valentine's Day? Because, really, it's none of her business, and for that matter I like Valentine's Day. I know it's because her marriage isn't happy (I am, for the record, the only person in this office with a happy marriage/relationship) and that she's displacing her resentment of not having a happy Valentine's with her husband, shifting it on to me, but still. A nice dinner and making apple pies together seem like good celebrations of being in love to me.

And in that vein, happy Cheap Chocolate Day, everyone!

Of stories and story thieves

Out of curiosity, I just checked on the two Princess Tutu stories of mine that serika_san let me know someone had posted on fanfiction.net, wanting to see if her and hoshikage and my reporting the plaigaist poster (five days ago) had made them be pulled. Which they haven't yet. This leaves me still in a slow simmer of anger. But on the other hand, ALL the feedback for them is positive, which I guess is nice. I've made an account there for myself now; maybe after the thief's account is yanked, I'll see about posting my stories there in my own right, just to prevent this from happening again. (Ha, a Pit of Voles account as self-defense; why does this amuse me?)