Month of luuuurve

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Jon and I really love being cheesy.  Especially around Valentine’s day.  Our first v-day was my one, the one that set the bar.  I wrote geek poetry and paired it with photos of us and then incorporated them into clues to send Jon around the house on a treasure hunt.  The treasure ended up being me, obviously.

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He then stepped it up the next year by cooking me an entire three course meal of pink food.

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This year it’s my turn again and I’m going old school, right back to when we were kids and used to do shit that parents shouted at us for.  Plus, there will be cheese.  And that’s all I’m saying.

But in all four of our previous Valentine’s days, I’ve yet to receive this, which is what my heart truly desires:

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4 comments

  1. Cath says:

    LOL. I get one of those bears every year. They’re now a family, and they’re called the Ickles.

    I think you know this?

    THIS YEAR I WANT CHOCOLATE AND NOTHING ELSE.

    *unsentimental shit, me*

  2. Shebee says:

    CATH, DID YOU EVEN READ WHAT THE BEAR’S HEART SAYS? IT’S NOT ABOUT THE BEAR. IT’S ABOUT THE LOVING SENTIMENTS!

    ALSO, CHOCOLATE. BRING ME CHOCOLATE AND LOTS OF IT, MOFO.

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