aww I like that story.

That was me for a while. Years of not having anyone and spending the day bummed. Than just ignoring it for a few years. Then I found my hubby. I know I am lucky. He is the most wonderful man on earth. :) We don't really get into Valentine's Day.

We have not been out alone since baby. Occasionally we talk about it, but honestly, I am perfectly happy going to Macaroni Grill with Little One. Better than worrying if he's ok. And I am away from him so much with work, I don't want to leave him at night.

All you happy flappy people? Shut up.

Just kidding...I like the happy stories. Gives me hope. :)

Believe me... I went through years of not finding mister right...

I had 4 boyfriends who ended up getting married a year or two after dumping me. That really bothered me.

When I was in my early 20s, some of my friends got married, most got divorced... I tried to cheer myself up with "better then getting divorced... they weren't ready, you're not ready..." By my late 20s, early 30s, all my friends married, popping out kids... The few single friends I had we way too into the party scene. Lots of Friday nights watching tv. Lots. Did I say lots? But I got my masters done.

Met my husband running. Actually, he saw me ahead of him and he just had to catch me. And catch me he did! Wasn't expecting to meet mister right on a running trail. I know, its a cliche, happens when you least expect it.

Someday you'll find the right one. And you'll be a gushy sentimental happy person that annoys others. lol

Yeah, I haven't really been looking...still stinging from the last 30 men. :lol:

But, at times, it sounds really really nice! I do like these stories about happy couples. I can even put my envy aside and think how cool it is. ;)

Both my delight and my dread have been swallowed by the gapping maw of apathy.

ttttttppppppptt

I think they make a creme for that, don't they? I would avoid the mentholated variety if I were you, at least until the stinging subsides....

Would that be Creme de Menthe?

I think this is just hysterical.... one of my friends who is about to tie the knot just had a sex toy party, and the hostess was telling us that a group of women have hired her to throw them a "F*@k Valentine's Day" party... so if they don't have a date, at least they can go home with a vibrator! I love it.

I think Valentine's Day, however, is nice in the way that Labor Day is nice. Maybe it makes you think a little. Hooray, now it's over! (Additionally, it pretty much just makes it impossible to get dinner at a restaurant in under 2 hours.)

I can take it or leave it. We never do anything on the actual day though. We have a long standing rule that flowers, cards, etc given on the important day are forbidden because it shows a lack of creativity. it has turned into a bit of a contest to see who can get surprise the other one.

of course, i did just place my order on pajamagram.com

been listening to that dumb radio commercial all week

"...and the pajamas will be delivered in a custom catbox."

WTF? a CATBOX? What exactly am I trying to say here? Actually, they say "custom hatbox" but it sure sounds like catbox.

i would have paid double if it were a catbox just so i could find a way to record the WTF? face she would make when it was delivered.

WE?? Youre a WE??

Im sooooo heartbroken :sniff:

well there goes the tits and head thing then huh? ;)

nah, she's very openminded. ;)