My acupuncturist told me that I needed to eat some beef yesterday because my blood seemed weak. I’m not exactly sure what that means, but I will do just about anything that might potentially relieve my reoccurring headaches. I thought a steak would be nice – after all, it was Valentine’s Day – but a steak wouldn’t produce the leftovers needed for Lucas’s lunch the next day (and he’d already eaten pizza this week). Instead, I decided to do one better and attempt to roast a beef brisket as a Valentine’s surprise in honor of Lucas’s Texan heritage. I’m glad I did too, because he came home with a bouquet of bright flowers that he hand selected from the flower market.