Just had to share one last Valentine Wreck - because it was for ME! Well, in a virtual sense.
Sensitive Wreck Seeker Kate W. sent me an e-mail with the following message:
"I just wanted you to know that my heart boats for you. And not even the loud and obnoxious kind that overturns old men while they're fishing, but rather the put-put-put kind that's hard to steer. How's that for romance?"
Uh, a little more confusing than romantic, honestly, Kate.
Oh, wait! There's a photo:
Ahh, NOW I get it. And I'm touched, Kate, I really am. But not in the creepy, time-to-press-charges kind of way, but in the innocent, I-like-anyone-who-sends-me-cake kind of way.
Note: yes, technically that *is* an 'e', but at first glance it looks like an 'o', so I'm going with it. You should, too.