Happy Valentine's Day

Well it's Marilee's very first Valentine's Day, and I'm trying to teach her what the day means to me:

Actually, I thought it would be appropriate to paste a picture of her parents in a romantic setting:

There's nothing quite like the feeling of holding the one you love. (I'm talking about the beer.)

But just because you have a constantly pooping, peeing, screaming infant doesn't mean you can't make the day romantic. I plan on romancing my lovely bride tonight by, (why not?) having 12 in-laws over for dinner. Specifically, we're having a crab feast. I'm not sure if the lack of sleep is making her crazy, but Marie is really getting into the party spirit:

"For some reason, whenever I tell men I have crabs, they start to freak out."

The crab theme is on account of my brother-in-law Palmer. It's his birthday, and he and his brother L.P. love them some crustacean. Marie and I went shopping for him today, and found the perfect gift:

What Palmer and L.P. will see if when they reach the pearly gates.

As far as Marilee goes, I'm using the computer down here at (Another shameless plug forthcoming) http://www.missmarieshoe.com/ so I don't have any stored pictures of her, except for this:

We're the "Benjamin Button" of blogs.

Meanwhile, on the movie star front, my brother and Ali had to cancel the big star-studded movie premier gala extravaganza last night because of illness. So Marie watched Marilee, while I took some much need "alone time."

Actually, I went to Border's bookstore for a few hours and read lots of porn books on parenting.

Then, I worked down at the store with Marie today, before rushing home, leaving all traces of testosterone at the door, and going inside to clean.

Does he have a certain sex appeal, or is it just me?

Any if any of you smart-asses make a comment about me wearing an apron, I will beat you over the head with a lovely turnip casserole I cooked this afternoon after watching Oprah and playing bridge with the girls.

So that's all for now. I have to get everything ready before the pack of raving psychopaths in-laws come over.