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Originally Posted by Capt Jack
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.
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I find that strangely romantic.
Whenever I hear someone say V-Day I think Vagina Day. When someone says VD, I think venereal disease. I guess I'm weird.
I always really really want to go build a bear. It is so muchy fun picking out the bear and stuffing it and getting it little outfits. But then you are left with this bear. What the heck am I going to do with a bear? Nothing, that's what. And I don't want my house looking like a little old lady lives here, so I'm not about to decorate with them.
I really really really want a pajama gram. If only Michael read this forum! Actually, there are probably a thousand things more useful that I could get than a pajama gram, so I will probably never drop that particular hint.
I would like a teddy bear if it were holding a dvd collection, or a new book, or diamond earrings.