Day of whine and roses

I've always hear Valentine's day is supposed to be a day of wine and roses. Since I couldn't come up with the roses, I thought I'd bring the whine. While my fever is down, I'm still feeling pretty out of sorts and not terribly happy. My favorite passtime was to go to sleep on Mommy's lap. Then, when she tried to move me, I would wail inconsolably. Not a good day.