From the worst blogger Valentine of all time

Yes, I know, I'm a bad, bad bloggie Princess. 

Will a ridiculously costumed doggie Cupid help in the forgiveness process?

Perhaps, if you are looking for a little karma for my lack of love pointed your way, it may help you feel better to know that I am very far from the world's sexiest Valentine right now. Unless cough drop breath and red crusty noses are your thing. You could woe me with Neocitron and noodle soup, if you were so inclined.

Yes, the world, in all her mighty cruelty, again decided that after already taking a week off for a conference, I deserve to be cursed with a blasted cold. Unfortunately, this means that my guilt is far outweighing my sense of self-preservation, and I have been suffering through work with a very raspy voice.

My boyfriend also thought it was comical to give me a hickey, as though the constant honking of my nose isn't already detracting from my professionalism.

Anyways, I just wanted to take the time to spread a little love and a few half-hearted promises your way, before I curl up on the couch for a day of passionate hockey watching and take-out. Swoon!

(And if you want to read something slightly more profound about my thoughts on this day in particular, you can find them here and here.)