the other day I saw a squirrel in a tree eating a slice of pizza. i told sunshine who quickly retorted that, actually, that was nothin' since he just saw the squirrel order it, yar yar yar and somehow this was going to lead me into a discussion of V-day but I can't make the connection. now if the squirrel was wearing a red scarf eating that pizza in a tree then it would have something to do with St. Valentino because sunshine knitted me just such a scarf and it is so beautiful and soft and the thread smells like a doll I got once for Christmas.

I got sunshine a soap making kit. I am not romantic.

now I am going to eat cheezy-poofs.