Our first Valentine's Day as husband and wife will be spent apart because DH is working.  On the heart failure unit.  

The irony of this does not escape me.

But for some reason I am not upset.  Maybe it is because he has just come off a really easy service and so he has been able to spend a lot of time with me recently, or maybe it is because it was finally sunny out today, or maybe it was because he just called to tell me how proud he was of himself for diagnosing sepsis and I love that after all this time he still wanted to share that victory with me, or maybe it is just sheer exhaustion but whatever it is I don't care because all I feel is eewwwy gooey gushy love towards my doc today <3