Valentine’s Day post-game wrap up.
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What's this foolishness all about?
These are a Few of my Favorite Things (if raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens are unavailable)
Hilarious! Poor guy…
No husbands were harmed in the making of this post.
Hahaha! Now I can sleep again…
Perfect!
Tempting, anyway.
I’ve always thought one of the great ironies of Catholicism was how completely off-limits anything resembling sex was… until you get married, at which point you’re obligated to have it all the time. You know. For the sake of propagation.
Well, I don’t know about OBLIGATED…maybe encouraged?
That’s nothing – my wife gave up sex and she’s not even Catholic. Still likes her chocolate though.
If you could figure out a way to combine the two…
We tried to once, but it ended up like a perverted version of a Reese’s commercial. I should have known the peanut butter was a bad idea…
Hilarious! Sounds like a rough day for everyone!
Yeah, everybody loses.
I like this one: Valentine’s Day a/k/a Single Awareness Day
Ha ha! Ain’t that the truth!
The church really needs to organize its calendar. Maybe get a planner…
You’re right – better scheduling is what’s needed!
Good one. I gave up….something, I jut can’t remember what it was. Oh, hell.
I gave up sweets…which lasted until the chocolates landed in my lap the very next day. I think I set a new record for ditching my resolutions!
As a Recovering Catholic, I gave up Lent.
Yes!!! That’s what I gave up, too!!! And I’m not even Catholic.
That’s one idea.
LOL I’m not going to say anything that may be used against me later.
Smart woman.
The good news is there’s plenty of grilled cheese, so…
er… wait… that really doesn’t help. Um…
never mind.
Life is ALWAYS better with grilled cheese.
Priceless!
My husband, I don’t know what he gave up. For the last 16 years, he’s behaved. Then there comes this year. No flower, no dinner… Of course I made sure he hears about it. Haha… We have one year to find out if he really heard it though.
He is lucky you didn’t send him to the doghouse! Better be candy, flowers and jewelry next year!
He’s lucky we didn’t have a doghouse! Maybe I should have one on site just in case…