Since Piper is close to being mobile (still haven’t seen another crawl from her yet), I decided that my blackberry video capabilities are severely lacking when it comes to being able to post and send these things. So… we got a Flip Camera.

We were going to get the one that was 60 minutes at Target for 169.99, but I decided to wait as we were already spending FAR too much at Target that day.

Then, I went to Costco’s online site, as I had remembered a coupon in one of our coupon books for a Flip MinoHD, and I thought, “Ah, they have the Flip there!” Sure enough, they had the 2 hour Flip MinoHD (2nd generation)- and get this- it was 189.99 with the manufacturer’s coupon for an extra 30 dollars off- PLUS an HDMI cable to watch the movies on our TV! So we got MORE for less at Costco. Of course our super local Costco didn’t have them in store so we had to go to one a freeway away, but it was worth it as we also needed tires and they were out of our size at the local Costco.

Anyway, now I can post videos!

Here is a lame one people may have seen on Facebook, I apologize in advance for the fact that we were watching COPS in the background. There is a funny story about our first Valentine’s Day and COPS. Should I tell it now? I’ll let you watch the vid and then I’ll tell you about it.

So it’s boring, but she’s being cute. :) Also, yes, that is my voice, and it is me laughing at her blowing raspberries!

The Valentine’s Day story goes like this:

Paul had planned our (second, as we had another v-day together in 1998) first Valentine’s Day very well. He told me to pack for two nights and three days, and it was a surprise where we were going. He sent me the weather forecast (completely devoid of any information other than temp) and told me to plan accordingly. I spent the night at his house so we could head out early, as the next day, Saturday, was Valentine’s Day. When I woke up on Saturday, I had roses and tulips waiting for me. The roses were in a large vase, and the tulips were in a small jelly jar. He was gone, getting the car washed and getting me a build a bear- a monkey in a “Love Bug” suit.  When he came back I was sitting in bed, packing. God, our bed seemed so huge then.

He gave me all my goodies and made sure I had everything I needed. Then, we got in the car. And began driving South. “AHA! SAN DIEGO!!” I was pretty sure it was San Diego or Santa Barbara (two months later I’d be planning our Santa Barbara trip). We got to the hotel and we got all checked in. We opened the door… and two queen beds stared back at us. “Ah, you are so sweet! You totally care about my virtue! That’s MY bed, and that’s YOUR bed.” I was totally entertained by this, he wasn’t nearly as entertained. Of course, he STILL doesn’t think my joke was funny. Anywho, he went down to the check in area to complain, but they were like, “Well, you booked online, and it doesn’t guarantee a specific bed type, and now we’re all sold out (this WAS Valentine’s day, after all), but you can have the king tomorrow night for a lower price.” So, he came back up to our two-bed room, and huffed about how it was all planned out, and now it was ruined. “RUINED?!” I said. “Dude, I LOVE having my own bed! Now I can jump back and forth!” Since I’m a child, after all. He got grumpy and decided to take a shower before we headed out for the night.

As he showered, I jumped on the beds. It was really fun. Until I fell off. And landed on my wrist. I lay there crying, and he got out of the bathroom to find me on the floor. He asked what was wrong, and I told him I broke my wingy. He laughed at me and told me that was what I got for making fun of the two beds. What a lovely relationship we had. We got dressed and headed out for a movie he had picked- 50 First Dates. By the time we saw it (I LOVED IT, still do), and got out of the theater, it was super late, so we just went to a Denny’s for dinner. So romantic. Honestly, I was so in love with this man for working so hard to plan everything that I couldn’t have cared less about what we were eating. We arrived back at our hotel, crapped out wrist and all, and got ready for bed, all snuggled up.

We turned on the TV, and COPS was on. The very first time we saw COPS together. In honor of the holiday, it was the “Love Hurts” edition- both one and two. So, Paul and I snuggled in and watched couples beating each other on television. We still love COPS now, but I’ll never forget the first time we saw it together.

The next day he gave me my choice of places to visit: The Zoo, The Wild Animal Park, or Sea World. DUH, Sea World! OTTERS! PENGUINS!! SHAMUUUUUUU! (before he killed people). I even got a kids meal because it came with a Shamu shaped lunch box. Which I had to give away because it was cluttering up the joint. Sadness.

After Sea World, my throbbing wrist, Paul and I took a tour of The Gas Lamp District in San Diego. We visited the Whaley House (most haunted place on the register of haunted places), and ate food off the street. Haha. The restaurants sold food (like fresh tortillas!!!) from little windows on the street. Finally, the sun setting, we headed home.

It was the best Valentine’s Day ever. Sigh.