Well Valentine's day is about to end in a few hours and really I am not feeling any different than I was feeling yesterday. I know that every day is a special day for my BF and I so this day is no more special than every other day he has been in my life.
I remember when I was younger I always wanted to have the perfect Valentine's day with whom ever I was with, if anybody. I wanted the roses, the chocolates, the diamonds etc, now as I have gotten older the meaning is different. Today I witnessed many men buying million dollar roses for their partners/mistress and thought to myself, why? Why must woman get roses on Valentine's day? why not just every day a woman/man could be appreciated for loving and being loved. We all know the answer to that.
Toronto had its first big snow fall today. It was wonderful, I would have taken some pics but I was too busy at work today. And now the snow is all brown from the slush and dirt so it is no longer pretty. Will I miss the snow when I am in Italy? probably, as I have become so used to it.
Cheers
Showing posts with label Toronto winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Toronto winter. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
burrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Howdie, nothing new to report on this end. Actually the only thing is that it is VERY cold in Toronto. We are apparently getting a big snow storm from America (damn Americans) tomorrow night. I love the snow as long as its not too cold.
Chicco is good. I love him more and more each day. His high speed connection is down, so he is currently using dial up. Dial-up in Italy is awful, I wish that on no one. So our communication is not the same, the images on messenger freezes and we have to talk as our speech is chopped up. It's like not talking to him, that's how I feel when we are speaking. I miss you baby.
ti amo
Chicco is good. I love him more and more each day. His high speed connection is down, so he is currently using dial up. Dial-up in Italy is awful, I wish that on no one. So our communication is not the same, the images on messenger freezes and we have to talk as our speech is chopped up. It's like not talking to him, that's how I feel when we are speaking. I miss you baby.
ti amo
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