It Seems I Have Been Remiss In My Duties

I have neglected to post the results of the obligatory pre-Sweetheart Dance photo session.

Well, that's not entirely true. I posted them on Facebook, but that doesn't really count since it doesn't reach the Greater Blogging World.

So, without further ado, I present The Girl and Boyfriend decked out in their finery...


Followed closely by The Boy and Girlfriend...


And a group shot of all four of the crew...

Sorry, Jules. It was the best I could do with a point-and-shoot while sitting on the living room couch and aiming with the camera over my head. And yes, it's MY house. But the decor is soon to change when the new furniture comes in.

We're moving the fireplace to the other side of the living room.

Oh, I kid.

We're replacing it with a wall-sized mural of Elvis on black velvet.

And now for some interesting facts about the significant others in the above photos...

Boyfriend's parents are from the Philippines. Because of this, he isn't used to the meat and potatoes kind of meals we have around here. In fact, he's not used to potatoes at all. At home they serve rice with meals, and are more likely to have seafood and much more exotic dishes than what The Girl is used to eating. But it's good to know both sets of parents seem to have brought their children up right. He eats like a horse over here, and she tells me she manages to try (and like!) new things at his house.

Girlfriend and The Boy would spend every waking hour together if they could. As it is, they talk for literally HOURS on the phone. Today is their TWO-MONTH anniversary, and even though she was here for most of the evening last night, he wanted her to come over again tonight. And then, of course, there would be Friday night, Valentine's Day, and we can't forget that she could come over Sunday night because there's no school on Monday...

Or we could just adopt her and be done with it.

In other randomness, we're going out tomorrow night for our annual Valentine's dinner with Pseudo-Daughter's parents. It's been a tradition with us for the last almost ten years to dine together on this day, and for the past few years we've gone to the same restaurant.

Because we're old and set in our ways, that's why. Besides, it makes ordering easier when you know what's on the menu already.

It just takes more time to have it pureed for you if you've forgotten your teeth that night. Not that I would know anything about that or anything.

And with that little tidbit, I'm off to bed.