I asked him if he'd planned to celebrate the day and he immediately said no. I was all, cool. Great. Glad to know. And I started to imagine taking myself out alone that day. But then I realized that I was upset. So I said, "Wait, I do want to do something. I was gonna let it go but I don't wanna. That'd be a lie. I do wanna do dieting and it doesn't have to be big, but it has to be something. It can even be untraditional."

So now that I said all that I realized I gotta do something too. Ugh. Boy, I stuck my foot in my mouth this time... what am I gonna do?