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So it's Valentines Day. I got a Valentine from iPastor earlier in the week. He and Thing 1 were reporting back on their excursion to the Evil*Empire Stupid Center. "I got a Valentine for you!" he said as he scurried off to get it. He returned with both hands behind his back and presented with flourish, a large jug of Heinz 57 steak sauce. I fear he read my expression of bewilderment as disappointment, but I must give him all credit where it is due. On an earlier excursion to the store, we had done some comparison shopping and though we did not bring home said jug of steak sauce, I mentioned that it was a really good buy. He bought it, thinking I wanted it (Thing 1 testified to his enthusiasm in the store: "Mom is gonna love this!"), because (listen up here, guys, and rejoice women everywhere) he paid attention to something I said! That I really wasn't all that interested in steak sauce pales in comparison to the fact that he tuned into something in which I showed an interest. I don't mean to make it sound as if it is such a rare occurrence around here, but little things like this help buoy a gal up when the world weighs her down.
Here's the valentine I sent him. I likes it.
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Off tonite to wait on Valentines diners. Better to make money than spend it!
Happy hearts to all of you.
3 comments:
oh, how cute is that?..when u use your steak sauce, know it was bought w/love.
How long will Hienz 57 keep? I hope it's a long time. The one we have may have come over on the Mayflower.
If your husband can squeal over any of the three candidates still standing he has a problem.
My hubby caucused a couple of weeks ago. I thank God I don't lose him to football and baseball games, but he's completely absorbed in the political sport.
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