The Countdown Begins

It is officially 14 TINY, MINISCULE days away from Valentine's Day! Which only happens to be my second favorite holiday ever. (Halloween, OF COURSE, taking the first place trophy)
Some of my lovely bloggie readers out there (my single friends) are thinking HO-LY Schmoe! Why do you love such a depressing, fat-inducing, gag reflex-tickling, lovey dovey-MUSH of a holiday?!? Well, folks, I just do. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it.
And for the record: I'm NOT dating anyone, I DON'T have a Valentine (or a Valentine's date, for that matter) and I still have managed to give this holiday a little place in my little Schmoe heart. Sue me.