I remember all those years in public school when we would acknowledge Valentine’s Day. In elementary, it was having a little envelope or box to put your valentine cards in. Intermediate was so . . . uh . . . I can’t remember intermediate anymore. High school was more of a time to either love or hate the day. There was one Valentine’s Day where I and a few friends wore all black. Pathetic but it was my feeling.

So what happens to that day today? I didn’t even think about it. It doesn’t even matter to me. What’s sad is someday I’m going to be in a relationship and all of a sudden it’s going to matter more. Why is that? Why should it matter more than the rest of the days? Maybe I should go do some research on what Valentine’s Day really signifies because I’m not really in love with the commercialism that must be celebrated with it.

Plus, those chalky candies that we all used to eat; thank God those things aren’t popular with older people. Or maybe it’s just me?!

So now that I’m done indirectly stating that I’m single, it’s been a long day. I went to Boulder for a few . . . no, many hours. I was there for almost 8 hours trying to fix the mixer (sound board). What does fixing it mean? Taking it apart, cleaning it and putting it back together, all with much in between. So it took way longer than I intended but no pain, no gain. What sucks is even though I did plenty to it, nothing really changed. The same channel that was broken before is still broken. It’s just a little cleaner and hopefully works a tad more efficiently.

So guess that I’m doing this coming Friday? I’m going to a lock-in. A what? A LOCK-IN! Haven’t been to a real lock-in in, oh, about 6 or more years. It’s with the worship team and we’re gonna just relax and have fun and practice and whatever else. Should be one memorable night.