Starting the car this morning, my IPod shuffled straight to My Romance by James Taylor - how does that happen? Do IPods have brains or calendars or little barometers that are especially for measuring your sappy mush level for the day?
Then to top it off, just as James declares that his "romance doesn't need a thing but YOU" . . . the phone rang and it was my tiniest Valentine, Mr. Xander, calling to say "HIIIIiiiiiiiii!" So by the time I got to school, my makeup needed redone!
Here's a Valentine video especially for my California boy and any one else who is truly, madly deeply in love. It's not James, but it's almost as good.
Happy St. Valentine's Day!