Moby and I are spending Valentine’s Day alone, as Rachel and Micah are on vacation in CA. (I will be joining them shortly.) As such, I wasn’t sure if my lonely heart could handle reading the “Happy Valentine’s Day” section of our paper this morning. I’m sure most newspapers do the same thing, allowing their readers to purchase a small ad, expressing their love and devotion to their valentine.

As it turns out, it was just what I needed. Check out some of my favorites:

Still in love after 29 years! Still on our honeymoon! I love you squirrel! Love, Butch

Atta you, Butch.

LIKE BEER & PEANUTS We Go Great Together I LOVE YOU!!! PD & MT

I’ve never been much of a beer drinker, but I’m sure that’s romantic.

I will never forget the first day we met … when you called me TPT! I love you! Your flipflop wearing girlfriend.

Picture included with that one. And my personal favorite:

I love you human furnace, snuggle bunny, muffin pie, and I’m a lucky wifey to have such a lovey guy! Happy Valentine’s Day Love! I *heart* you! Love Always, Your Loverton

After laughing through a few, Silent Jay wisely opined, “If this is true love, I have not yet attained.” Well said.

No soy Columbia

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Ever since receiving a work cell phone last year, I occasionally get calls from numbers I don’t recognize. But the bigger problem is I don’t recognize what the callers are saying. They all are speaking Spanish.

At first I assumed this must have something to do with the person who had the number before me. But this weekend one of the callers offered a very helpful explanation. After calling for the third time, he said (in English) that he was trying to call Columbia. I looked up the international dialing code for Columbia, and sure enough, the first 2 numbers of my area code are the international dialing code for Columbia.

If only I knew Spanish, surely there’s some fun to be had here …

Remember back in elementary school on Valentine’s Day when everyone passed out those playing card sized valentines? There would be a certain time on that day when we’d all walk around the classroom and distribute the valentines to our classmates. Invariably I would get valentines addressed to “Brain.” Looking back, that’s kind of cute and understandable.

Never did I imagine the same thing would be happening once I was in my thirties. No,Brain we don’t pass out valentines at work. However, at least once per week I receive email addressed to Brain. If it didn’t happen consistently, I’d chalk it up to typos. But my email address contains the proper spelling of my name, so it really wouldn’t be too hard to verify if you’re unsure.

On a recent work trip, one of my teammates saw Brian the Brain in the SkyMall magazine. Seems only appropriate that I get one for my cube.

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