My little Valentine and I made cookies yesterday. I left the kitchen for a moment and when I returned, Bob informed me that he had made a "big surprise" and pointed to the floor. Half of the kitchen linoleum was covered with red cookie decorating sparkles. Bob told me that he had "spread them around extra" with his feet. I spent the next 10 minutes vacuuming up my surprise.
This morning I noticed tiny red dots covering the bottoms of my feet. For a few moments I tried not to panic as I planned WebMd search terms in my head. (feet/soles/rash/red) Then I realized that walking on that carpet of tiny red dye #40 sparkles had tattooed me. Bob had not oversold it. This really was a big surprise.
Valentine's Day is often viewed as merely a Hallmark holiday but I am completely on board with any day that involves special snacks and reminding folks that I love them. And I believe this all the way down to my polka-dot toes.