ok...guess I'll add my dos centavos.
V-Day.
V-day was always taboo to us. Mostly due to a loooong track record of horrors and cluster-f's over time that made us both deathly afraid of it. mega-jinx I think would be a good word for it.
Pretty much any and every time we'd attempt to schedule or get/create/do ANYTHING at all for V-day, it would end up in some horrendous fight or at best, with us not speaking to each other for days.
It got to the point where neither of us would actually say the V-word out loud to each other. For the last decade (alot more actually) on that day we would awake, get dressed, wish each other a good morning and avoid each other like the plague until the horror had passed. No cards, no flowers....no acknowledgement of the day at all (not even eye contact if you could at all avoid it)....lest ye call down the wrath of the gods.
So, my general opinion...
RUN! HIDE! DUCK AND COVER! ITS COMING!!!!!!!!
(but thats just one reporters opinion)
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