The radio station I listen to as I drive to work every morning has been advertising left and right for the Hallmark holiday which is fast approaching us. So, it got me thinking, what is *my* most memorable Valentines day...?
Nearly six years since we first started dating, the hubs and I have done a variety of things for V-day (all involving food, of course) - We've tried the classic (The Palms in Troy), the contemporary (Salt Water in MGM), the *hidden* gem (Atlas Global in Detroit), even the cost conscious (home cooked gourmet - the hubs cooking, of course), but I'd have to say the most memorable Valentines day to date is that of 2005...
On Feb 13, 2005, I was up at Michigan Tech visiting my then-boyfriend (now hubs). I had slipped on the stairs in his fraternity house and hurt my ankle right before getting on my flight back to the Lower Peninsula. Not until I landed in DTW did I realize my ankle had doubled, nearly tripled in size. Panicked, I hysterically called my then-med student bff C-Murder. She advised me to elevate and ice until the next morning, and if the swelling had not gone down, go to the ER. ER?!?! I've never been to the ER, let alone a hospital in years. Scared out of my mind, I got up the next morning, peered over my duvet to see my ankle which looked like it had just swallowed a melon. I quickly drove myself to the ER, and was immediately put in a wheelchair, then rolled into a waiting room to await my turn for a one-on-one session w/ the X-ray machine. Minutes go by, even hours. My nervousness slowly converted to irritation as the blobs of pinks and reds came into focus and I realized that I was sitting in a waiting room...in a wheelchair...in a hospital...by myself...on freakin' VALENTINE'S DAY!! To top it all off, a group of men come into the waiting room, one grasping a harmonica in one hand and a bouquet of roses in another, and asks for a certain lady. The appointed lady comes out from behind the desk, and starts getting serenaded! Afterwards, the lady happily surveys the room, we make eye contact, and asks me to take a picture of this exciting moment. "Sure!" I said from my lonely, cold wheelchair. I even gave them a "one...two...three...cheese!" as I hit the shutter. So, to the lady who worked at the Umich hospital & got serenaded to on Valentines day of 2005, if you're reading this, I'm so so so sorry, I actually *did* know how to focus and center a picture...
...hey, I didn't say it was memorable in a GOOD way now did I?
On a completely separate note, I *just* registered for the Chicago half...have you (but don't worry, KT says we don't have to start training till 2/22!!)??
http://chicagospringhalf.com/
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