My dear,

It’s February, the wind outside is so cold and biting you’d think the world hated us (it does). The trees are leafless and that groundhog doesn’t really help things. Ahhh, but Valentine’s Day makes up for everything.

Without Valentine’s Day, February would be… well, January.

And January is a month with thirty something Mondays back-to-back, it’s dreadful.

Glad February’s nothing like it.

Falsely yours,
James Christopher “Jim” Gaffigan