Happy Belated Valentine's Day, St Pauly Boy!

SPB is making me dinner for Valentine's Day. Yes, it's a little late. On the actual holiday, I was in a piss poor mood and was really not feeling Valentiney. So, SPB ditched his homecookin' idea and took me to the bar instead. We had tall beers, tacos, and played video bowling. (Can I just say 188 - 108? Yeah, I won. It ruled.)

So, we're having our homecooked meal this weekend instead. King crab legs, filet mignon, risotto, and cesaer salad. Uh huh, that's what I'm sayin'.

What is my present to St Pauly Boy, you ask?

I am showing up to dinner sporting The Gray Sweater.

I guess maybe he'll get lucky, too.