Three Things I Love On This {forced} Day of Romance

NUMBER 1: My new job at church. 

I got put into the Young Women's Presidency which means that I get to serve as a warning LEAD AND BE A ROLE MODEL FOR the girls ages 12-18. It also means I now have an OFFICIAL, DIVINE excuse to craft and buy lots of candy.

Speaking of candy, which I usually am, did everyone else on the planet except for me know that these pretzel bags are the perfect size for holding nuggets? HERSHEY nuggets, that is. LOVE THAT.

What I don't love is trying to figure out why some projects in my mind only take five minutes, but when translated into reality, end up taking infinity plus one hour.

Not even remotely as cute as they should be based on time wasted from my life.

I made three of these and realized that wrapping itty bitty chocolates is better suited for people with better coordination than I posses (most of the population and probably a few monkeys), and that it would be V-Day 2013 by the time these were finished.

Plan B: Dollar Store Favor boxes. The fail proof angel of mercy.

The candy was dumped in straight from the bag. Oh, the horror!

NUMBER 2: Class valentines using junk we already had = free.

Construction paper squares, punched out hearts and hot glued on candy. No cute sayings. No colored fonts. And most importantly: no complaints.

All the classes done in less than 10 minutes.

NUMBER 3: A hubby that knows me like no other.

And therefore doesn't argue when I tell him what I want for this stupid holiday, but also the anniversary of when we got engaged 17 years ago, is laundry baskets. Laundry baskets that have handles. Laundry baskets that aren't cracky on the bottom from letting three boys ride them down the hill in the front yard when it snowed last year.

Flipping them over to use as stools daily probably doesn't help the situation much either.

NEW LAUNDRY BASKETS.

Beats flowers any day.