It started out with really good sex (spanking included). She called me, "Daddy," which, guys and butches, you may not get the appeal of unless someone has called you that and meant it. I don't know if I could explain that one if I tried.

She gave me a hand made card that said, "You are the keeper of my heart." Then she cooked up a big sirloin, baked potatoes, and an artichoke. We had the last of the chocolate-mint Oreo ice cream after dinner.

We watched TV, and then we went to bed and read to each other.

Wow.

Thanks, honey.

But if you read this diary much, you know that I get a lot of near-perfect evenings at my house.

I told her I hadn't gotten her anything. She said, "You got me sex." I'm still thinking that was a present for me, but okay.

I told her that the day she convinced me to go bike riding instead of shopping for a Valentine's present, I had intended to go get new pillows (something she wants), and to see if I could find a frame for the poster the girls gave her for her birthday. We made plans to go shopping on Sunday.

Yes, my life is rich and full. Really, really, really wonderfully, blissfully full.

It's my day to set up all the new computer stuff. Wish me luck. I've already discovered that the zip drive they got for me to install is the wrong model for the G4.

I'll try to update again in the afternoon.