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February 9, 2012


So, last night, as I was preparing dinner, the husband came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, kissed my cheek and said:

Will you be my Valentine? You don’t have to, I guess. But I want you to be.

Can I get a collective AWWWWW?

I smiled, and went back to the grilled cheese and turkey preperation. Tough stuff, I tell you.

What I DIDN’T know * was that he immediately went and posted this exchange on Facebook. Where the conversation took a rather … interesting turn:



For the record … the first two commenters are his friends, the rest are family. HIS family. Except for the last couple … those are my mom.

WHY does it always have to come back to babies? Yes, we want babies! No, not right now!

You’ll notice none of MY friends were pushy enough to comment. THEY have manners. Pssh. COUSINS.


* Didn’t know until this morning, as I blearly brushed my teeth and checked the various social networks.

You don’t see any of MY friends being pushy like that.