I am now engaged to the love of my life. I’ll be getting married in August in Nebraska. Now I actually have an excuse to celebrate February 14th, since I don’t believe in Valentine’s Day. I’m taking a break from calling all the friends and relatives to update this page. I’ll have to email all the people I don’t have phone numbers for or people that weren’t home (Afton). Well, that’s all for now.

I don’t believe in Valentine’s Day. Now, before you all think I’m an unromantic stick in the mud, hear me out. It’s not that I don’t believe in celebrating love, there’s actually several good reasons. First, I don’t like to be predictable. There’s no way on this earth that you can surprise a girl on Valentine’s Day. Why? Because they are already expecting something. Second, it’s a cheat for jerks. They can forget and neglect their wives (and girlfriends, and fiances) all year long, and just make up for it on Valentine’s Day when the whole world is reminding them to remember the love that they misplaced last year on February 15. Thirdly, I don’t know who Saint Valentine was, neither do I have any idea why I should love my girlfriend more on his day than any other day.
Lest you think I really am a heartless jerk that doesn’t want to spend money on flowers and chocolates, Mandy and I celebrated love yesterday, February 11.