Snowbound Valentine Suckitude

Well, it is the day before Valentine’s Day and in Halifax, Nova Scotia we are buried in a heap of snow. I am talking about 70-80 centimeters of snow – or about three feet deep for those folks not into metric.

It’s blowing so hard that the snow is falling sideways. The snowfall started a few hours after midnight and is expected to fall until dinnertime tomorrow.

That is a LOT of snow.

The buses are shut down. The ferry is shut down. The Casino is shut down. The shopping malls down. The whole freaking city is shut down.

Come tomorrow I expect to be out there shoveling my sidewalk and then clambering up on a ladder and shoveling my roof.

Most likely, I’ll fall off said roof.


Which REALLY sucks, but I am not complaining.

The people who I am REALLY feeling sorry for are all of those fellows – and they are mostly fellows – who were figuring on running out tomorrow some time to buy their wife or girlfriend a Valentine’s Day card, some chocolate and more as likely a cheap-ass bouquet of flowers.

Newsflash, fellows.

You might not even find any stores open tomorrow. We still might be digging our way clear.

Which sucks.

Worse yet – is that this year I happen to be one of those fellows which REALLY FREAKING SUCKS!

It is my own damn fault.

I am usually a whole lot better about these sort of things – but it just plain slipped my mind.

Which means that I suck, as well.



I didn’t always suck, mind you.

The very first Valentines Day that I celebrated with my wife – who wasn’t my wife at the time but I had plans even then – I showed up at her door with an armload of flowers, chocolate, gifts, jewelry, a bottle of wine, and a fancy picnic meal. She was just getting home from work and was upstairs getting changed. I showed up at the door and paid off the babysitter and threw her out of the door. My wife’s young child was sound asleep and I lit a fire in the fireplace and stuck up a whole window-full of stick-on valentine decals and scattered plastic hearts on the hardwood floor for the cat to eat and puke up later.

Oh yeah – I did Valentines right that time.

But today I suck.


I really suck!


In honor of my honestly declared suckitude, why don’t you swing on over to and pick up a copy of KELPIE DREAMS today. For the month of February on and my Kindle Scout winning novel is available in e-book format for a mere one dollar!!!


Yours in storytelling,

Steve Vernon

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