When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie

That's Amore...

Yesterday was the best Valentines Day ever. Period. Let me explain...
To start, a delightful couple called Ben and Kelsey, arrived on Saturday from England. Showing them bits and bobs of our multifaceted city has been lush to say the least.
*FYI: I think Mark should be on a 'This-is-why-Toronto- Rocks' commercial. He NEVER ceases to find yet another positive thing to mention about our home and native land. Tourguide extraordinaire.*
Then Rob, a groomsman and really super close buddy of ours arrived. Amazing!

So I thought this year we'd be a bit too busy to get do a proper Valentines Day. It's not a big thing, but I am used to celebrating on the fourteenth. My mom has been superb at transforming the kitchen and living room into a festive pink white and red wonderland. She would combine just enough atmosphere and chocolate to make my sister and I feel special regardless of whether we had anyone else to celebrate with that day.
This time around we in fact WEREN'T too busy to my suprise. I was spoiled rotten by Mark and later by my family. He had put together this adorable plan to pamper me, and it was overly successful.
I was treated to a refreshing/cleansing facial, an hour massage, then a manicure at a phenomenal salon. WOW! Then he scored tickets to a LEAF GAME in the evening. It went to a shoot out! Soooooooo good! I didn't think it could get any better. Then it snowed . MAJORLY. This was all on the thirteenth.
On the fourteenth I not only woke up to little pink cupcakes on a heart-shaped plate with my favorite tea (complements of Becca), but to cards and sunshine and a McDonalds breakfast as well! Imagine that after all of these wonderful presents and calories I remembered I was getting married in TWO WEEKS!
The evening consisted of toboganning, hot chocolate and heated games of boggle. See why it was the best?

Ok, I'm out of breath now. But there is more. Just have a look at this verse from 1 John:

God is love. When we take up permanent residence in a life of love, we live in God and God lives in us. This way, love has the run of the house, becomes at home and mature in us, so that we're free of worry on Judgment Day—our standing in the world is identical with Christ's. There is no room in love for fear. Well-formed love banishes fear. Since fear is crippling, a fearful life—fear of death, fear of judgment—is one not yet fully formed in love. We, though, are going to love—love and be loved. He loved us first.

How good is that?! I could fall off my chair. On a day that has unfortunately become a money-maker, and possibly heart-breaker, the most important thing to remember is that He is LOVE!
Yes, He is affectionate and sweet and romantic and generous and kind and so in love with you! Woohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!