I have two funny Valentines Day stories to share- I hope the rest of you will contribute 
First, my husband and I had been dating for about 2 years- “marriage” was the dirty “m” word. (he was a confirmed bachelor, I was young and divorced) In all the time we had been together, he never once mentioned anything about getting married. Ever.
Valentines day rolls around- he comes home from work with a big bunch of roses- just gorgeous! He gives me a card with them. As I’m reading it, I realize that he probobly didn’t read it himself, as it keeps making references to “spending our lives together”, etc.
After reading the card, I was chuckling to myself thinking that he had just picked out a really pretty card without bothering to read it all the way through.
I get done reading the card, and he literally got down on one knee and proposed to me. (no ring- we were dirt poor). I told him that he was mean to make jokes like that. He wasn’t joking. I felt stupid, but still felt him out for about 10 minutes to make sure he wasn’t pulling my leg! Needless to say, I felt stupid for accusing him of being a prankster
Story #2- My father is a real goofball/joker. He was digging through my bag of Conversation Hearts once, looking for the ones that say “Lets Rock”. He was taking an exacto knife and carefully turning the “R” into an “F” and the “O” into a “U”. They were so well done, you had to look REALLY close to see what he had done. Try it yourself! fun for all
Zette
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Not enough and you’re gonna die…
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The really funniest one was when I was 16. I had been “dating” this guy for two years. Puppy love kinda thing. He was 18. He comes to pick me up…Valentine’s Day night. We go to get into his car…he holds the door open for me…and I’m looking at him talking and step into the car…right on the big box of candy he has gotten for me. I smashed that heart box of candy all to pieces. Why he didn’t put it on the backseat and then hand it to me when I got in I have no idea. At any rate…it was still pretty…the candy was mashed all up…but it was the thought that was important. I was embarrassed to say the least.
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My husband proposed to me on Valentine’s Day (He didn’t really want to do it on such an auscpicious day but according to him, he’d already missed Christmas and he couldn’t wait for my birthday.)
Anyway, we had exchanged gifts that morning. (I wasn’t thinking about an engagement ring–even remotely.) He had gotten me a teddy bear, some movies and some flowers. We went to dinner that night and apparently, he had the ring the whole time and was waiting for me to go to the bathroom so he could set it on my plate and see my expression when I came back to the table. Well, I didn’t have to pee at the time so we ate dinner and went home.
We got home and I immediately went to the bathroom (now I had to pee!) Then I flopped down on the couch, kicked off my shoes and turned on the tv. I noticed a card on the couch with my name on it so I said, “How many cards are you going to give me, anyway?” I opened it up and he had written, “Will you marry me?” inside. I turned around and he was on one knee with the ring.
I felt so stupid. Here I was, no shoes on, stretched out on the couch like a slob, tv blaring, poking fun at him for giving me two Valentine’s Day cards and he was proposing to me!
It was the happiest moment of my life if not the most formal and graceful!
The dumber people think you are, the more surprised they’re going to be when you kill them.
C’mon- this is it??
I’m beginning to feel wildly unpopular around here…
Zette
Love is like popsicles…you get too much you get too high.
Not enough and you’re gonna die…
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