ONE IS THE LONELIEST NUMBER?

harry nilsson must have been going through a tough time. like he wrote this song on valentine's day after the love of his life blew him off for another guy. I would be bummed too. sorry, harry. 

I, on the other hand, do not feel like one is all that lonely of a number. not even on love day, which I love. sometimes, it means you are number one. one year old babies are just adorable. and don't forget the survivor reference: "and then there was one." and that one just won a million dollars. but this valentine's day, it meant that I was alone. not necessarily lonely, but alone. and you want to know what? it didn't kill me.

don't mistake me. my husband and I are very much in love. the kind where we're both giddy after plus two years of marriage. the kind that laughs too loud at each other's childishness; where everyone else in the restaurant wants to puke because, frankly, we forgot they were all there. yeah, that's us. but this valentine's day, the love of my life had exams :/ a necessary evil. but I am not so short sighted as to think that he has to ditch his books and please me instead. ummm I want him to be a doctor for goodness sakes. so we are celebrating on monday after he aces his tests.

and then there was one. I was my own valentine. when I realized that I wasn't disappointed or upset, I was shocked. seriously. I sort of took a double-take and asked, "self, are you seriously going to be okay with just you on valentine's day?" uhhh yeah. apparently, I'm totally cool with it. maybe I'm finally awesome enough to enjoy having a night alone with myself. plus, mitch and I aren't so lovey dovey when he's in zombie mode. and what would going out to eat be if we couldn't make everyone around us sick, right?

so what did I do by myself on valentine's day? 

I baked.

{these swig sugar cookies are probably the best I've ever had. try for yourself here.}

I went to the gym {to counteract the baking}.

I did some girly things.

and I finished it off with homemade margherita pizza and a chocolate croissant. and I did it stag.

{try this pizza dough recipe and roll it out thin. it has over 1400 reviews and is out of this world :)}

see? tout seul is actually pretty merveilleux. but I will still be looking forward to some time alone with the hubs on monday. he is one really special guy and he spoils me everyday even though he doesn't have to. even though he has tests. even though I'm only about 85percent as awesome as he is {rough estimate}.

so why is one really so lonely? I'm not sure. because me and myself had a great time last night.

{and my muscles are a work in progress. don't judge.}

love, arielle