Love Sick?

The last time either Jay or I felt normal was when we went out for lunch on Valentine's Day. We ate the same chicken schwarma gyro meal and then had the same delicious cupcakes. I don't know what/if any of the above is to blame or if we coincidentally caught some nasty "love bug." I do know that my favorite pink thing in the house is not the dozen roses Jay gave me, but rather the big bottle of Pepto Bismol sitting on the kitchen counter.