The Friday before Valentine's Day, Mike and I decided to celebrate the "day of love." We went to dinner at a Mexican food restaurant, La Frontera, that I REALLY enjoyed. It reminded me of a restuarant we often ate at in Mesa, AZ. I think as I ate I even made some "MMMMMMmmmm" noises, it was so good! Mike was getting over a cold and couldn't taste very well, so lucky for me, we'll have to go back again sometime soon! We drove to a couple of movie theatres to possibly see a movie, but the only things we were interested in seeing were showing at times that were just later than I cared to be out. Instead, we browsed at the Deseret Book store. I bought a couple of things I needed, but mostly we just looked and enjoyed our time together. When we decided to head home, we stopped at Dairy Queen for a sweet treat. It was a great evening together.
On Valentine's Day morning (Monday), Mike had to catch a plane (actually 3 planes) heading for Steamboat, Colorado. I put a love note in his car for him to find. He had notes all over the house for me (in my dresser drawers, on my deodorant, my journal, etc.). It was nice finding them. We spoke a number of times throughout the day as he traveled from place to place. I was as happy as could be!
Then, in the middle of the afternoon, I was surprised to receive (FedEx) an arrangement of three dozen long stemmed red roses directly from Bogota, Colombia.
Mike told me later that he had ordered them for me about a month earlier, knowing he would be gone and wanting me to have a special day. WOW! It was great!
Cari bought me a stuffed animal and balloon, and Trevon gave me a candy bar...each wanting to make my day special too. Each one of my family makes every day special and as Mike likes to say, "Every day can be Valentine's Day..."
Mike made it safely to Colorado. He was attending a Bridgestone Tire training course, learning how to drive on ice and snow - with BLIZZAK snow tires. He stayed at a ski lodge and had fun watching people ski down to the lodge.
Tuesday morning began the "training." From the video Mike showed me, it looked like a bunch of guys four wheeling in the snow - having FUN!!! There was a track made in the deep snow that was marked with different colored cones. An instructor guided each participant as they drove, teaching them to come out of a skid (how to steer; when to accelerate; etc.).

This photo shows the amount of snow that was on the lodge.
A map of the slopes:
Mike enjoyed watching people practice ski jumps, hooked up to a bungee contraption. Wow - with all that gear, I might even be daring enough to take a stab at a jump or two!
He headed home on Wednesday morning.

He was in Salt Lake when the weather turned bad and his flight was cancelled. He had to wait for a later one. To pass the time he walked the entire airport (I think almost twice), checking out every terminal; people watching; and waiting. His later flight ended up being delayed and when he finally got on the plane, he watched as workers de-iced it before take-off. He found that fun to see.
When he finally made it home, it was 1:30am. I was so thankful he was safe and sound and home again!