Amergin--good luck with your car. You should mosey on down to the Mad Hatter and roister with the redheads! :)

If you should happen to make it down, you'll know me because I'm the one everyone is trying to card (I'm 4'8"). My best friend and I both have red hair--hers is long and curly, mine is shoulder-length. I know you probably won't make it down tonight, but we're usually there on Weds. you oughter come out sometime. :)

P.S. I do have one pretty funny story that relates to Valentine's day, peripherally. Bonnie Gray, the wife of John Gray (of Mars/Venus fame)stayed at my parents' B&B a few years ago, and she and I got to chatting quite a bit. She told me a story that totally cracked me up--it must be really odd, sometimes, to be married to a relationship guru.

Apparently, John tells a story in his seminars about how he came home once and found a sizable collection of empty flower vases sitting in the front hallway. He realized immediately that this was Bonnie's way of telling him she felt neglected, and he immediately rushed out and bought enough flowers to fill all the vases, as a grand gesture to show her that he really did appreciate her. At this point in her story Bonnie rolls her eyes and says exasperatedly, "I had put the damn vases out to be recycled!"

According to John, apparently, you should never give plants to your wife--that sends her the message that "yes, here is another creature for you to nurture and be responsible for." Cut flowers, on the other hand, are a carefree gesture of love. (hmmm...flowers that live and convert CO2 to oxygen, vs. flowers that dry up and die after a few days? I think John takes himself a little too seriously. ;))

M