Yep, it's that time of the year again, the day the postie must dread - lugging about sackfuls of red envelopes in freezing temperatures. Poor lamb.
February 14th is also the day my first-born was surgically removed at four a.m. thirteen years ago. Now that was fun ... Happy birthday, beautiful! (she reads this blog - I have to be careful, no bare botty shots on the rug pictures allowed or I will suffer. Suffer more to be precise).
Now there was something else ... Ooh, yes, today's the day Entangled Publishing's Indulgence publish my Kidnapped by the Greek Billionaire!
So, Valentine's day, do you love it or loathe it? Maybe you've had an unusual gift or an exceptionally rude card delivered today. Come on, spill the beans. You can tell me ... Or maybe nothing happened at all, in which case Pah! Who cares! Grab a digital Greek instead, he'll be a lot more satisfying than a petrol station carnation (and probably cheaper). But be careful, he's hot!