Wait, when is Valentine's Day again?

So, Brady forgot that Valentine's Day was THIS Monday. Whoops. I guess that's what happens when you work 14 hour days back to back. He wrote me at about 2:00 saying he wanted to go to Ruth's Chris, but they were all booked up for the night, and so was every other restaurant in the area (shocking). I, of course, wrote back saying that our relationship was over. For some strange reason, he didn't believe me.

After fake breaking up with him, I said not to worry about it. I had steaks at home and asked him to pick up some sort of seafood so we could make our own surf and turf. He brought over gigantic lobsters and we whipped up a huge delicious meal.

Oh yes, you will be in my belly.

The presentation above is nothing like actually eating a complete lobster. We pulled out various tools and started whacking away. Lobster juice started flying everywhere and we were both laughing our asses off. The end result looked like this:

After stuffing our faces (some quicker than others), we curled up and watched the first season of The League. If you haven't seen it, you should. Neither one of us is into fantasy football, but the show is hilarious.Our impromptu celebration was a blast, and probably more fun than if our dinner plans had worked out.

Although we did decide to go to Ruth's Chris some random night next month anyway.