I know I am in the minority here, but I HEART me some Valentine's Day. It helps that DH, historically, has been very good at it: jewelry, candy, flowers, lingerie...someone trained him well.
This year, I said to skip the jewelry and candy. But I was very excited to see a shiny pink tell-tale box from Vicky's.
DH is one of those men that loves lingerie. So imagine my surprise when I opened it up and saw a long-sleeved, knee-length (the most unflattering of lengths) red NIGHT SHIRT in a size LARGE with LOVE in gold letters across it. (See that model is like 90-pounds and SHE can't even make that look sexy!)
As I kept the vomit from rising and shook the house frau-esque garment hoping at least some M and M's would fall out, I realized he was serious.
Married eight years and THIS is what it's come to??
Steak and BJ, what?? He is SO getting a tie and socks for his birthday.
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