I love cheese.
I’ve fallen in love with every water (and waitress) that has come by to offer to sprinkle cheese on my Italian meal. And by sprinkle, my meal is cheese with a side of Italian food ingredients.
Today. Valentine’s day. I hate Valentine’s Day. Valentine’s Day is the reason I started blogging. I decided to ignore the whole concept. Didn’t bring chocolate to the office, dressed in black (and purple), just a normal day in the life of Vanilla.
My junior knocked on my cubi-office, and handed me a aluminum foil rectangle.
From one single girl, to another… Happy Valentine’s Day.
She got me a grilled cheese sandwich. If that is not true love, I don’t know what is.
I did say I have the best team ever? As if I needed further proof.