Un-Bee-Lieveable
byI sent my niece a Valentine in the mail. It had a bee on it, it was pretty cute. I know that as a child anything that came through that mail slot with my name on it would light up my day. I think that’s also why at a Scholastic book fair one year I bought “Free Stuff for Kids”. It was a book with a whole bunch of contact information, where you could send a letter to say, the Otter Society of Canada and they’d mail you back a free poster or something. Yeah in effect, I sent myself mail, but I digress.
I hope my niece and nephews enjoyed the gesture, as it’s the only Valentine I’ve sent. Not even an e-card has been browsed from this end. We’ve been running around so much lately, and John’s been under the weather so our big day o’ romance on the 25th seems that much sweeter.
The Canucks face the Wild tonight in a must-win game (as per usual). Speaking of, I think I might have actually made a Valentine yesterday, for a special little lady over at Canucks and Beyond. Oh, and I just got email from my mom. She loves me.
If you really want to do something special, and have a very good laugh, check out The Onion’s Valentine’s Day 2007 headquarters page. Featuring a fun quiz and safe for work e-cards.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Put your feet up and lots of chocolates (or cinnamon hearts, or Cadbury mini eggs, or those hearts with the messages on them…)
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lol@ ‘Otter Society’
Didn’t you used to get stamp collecting stuff in the mail too?
he he he
Yeah… after watching Tommy Tricker and the Stamp Traveler I was hooked on the hobby, what can I say.
Your accurate but hilarious barbs may have gotten you into a lot of trouble in the past. You like your men to be hirsute, large, homosexual comedy writers, and Bruce Vilanch is the one for you.
Hot diggity !
I wonder how long before Bradley starts commenting again? He’s awfully stubborn isn’t he.
Yes, either his head is about to explode (this is a prime opportunity to pick on me) or he’s still sulking in a corner somewhere. 😀
You two stop picking on Bradley! I swear, you’d think he was your brother! (actually you two don’t even pick on your brother anymore)