Frankenstein was good. Read it.

I love February. I mean love it. It's the shortest month, it doesn't get sentimental with you, or drag things out. It lives fully and when it's done, it's done.

I think of February as more sunlight, but still wintry. I love the red and pink colors in every store. I love Valentine's day, simply because it is a day invented to give cards, and candy. (I love stationary. I love sending and getting mail. And I love candy) I love the colors. I like that it is a reminder to tell your honey that you love them before the earth warms up. It's Celisse's birthday, too. I never got depressed about Valentine's day when I haven't been having a boyfriend. It's just fun.

Today was just about the coldest day I've ever been in Utah. And I forgot to wear long-johns. But the cold is still beating the hot any day.

I don't know why I keep using the present progressive, but it probably has something to do with Spanish. And that I feel free to do anything I want right now.

And what I'm wanting....is the progressive.