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The Best Valentines' ever

I had the nicest valentines' weekend ever.

On Saturday, one of our good friend from Scotland came over.
He and my husband went to do some shopping over the afternoon whilst I was busy volunteering at a festival to enthuse youngsters to sciences and technology.
They picked me up when we all finished. We came back home. They put all the shopping away.
I was on my side exhausted and decided to go to sleep. I was conflicted between cleaning, cooking and sleeping and decided that I better get some rest and went up to my bedroom..
It did not really matter for them two. They had plans.
A couple of hours later, I woke up, got myself refreshed and dressed.
I came downstairs.
The house was cleaned, the candles lighted up in the living room, the floor shining.
The dinner was almost ready with a smell that would definitely woke up angels. Sooooo Yummy.
Few friends came over. We ate together. We had some serious conversations about LOVE, men, women, how to make it last a lifetime.
We were happy and in harmony.
We went out. My husband hold me in his arms more than once as we were slow jamming on the dancefloor.

Sunday came, we woke up after a night of bliss, we got ourselves ready and drove all the way to church. Our friends' church. It was their baby dedication's day - A commitment to live with faith, taking care of oneself and others - It was nice to witness, another day of Love cherishing a baby. We ate, we laughed and had some serious conversations about LOVE, men, women, how to make it last a lifetime.

Monday came, work call upon us and exhausted I was. Never mind, the day flew by us. At 7pm, when we came back home. Our friend from Scotland had cleaned the house and prepared the dinner. Oh my days, he is Cupidon, A Love Angel!

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