VD Strikes Back

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Earlier this week, I got sick.  It was just a cold, but I felt bad enough to have to take a day off of work.  While I was home feeling crappy, I received my first valentine’s gift . . .  from my 4 year old son.  He had gone to the library with our au pair and done a craft project while he was there.  When he came home, he told me that he had made a special gift for me.  And then he gave me this:

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When I untied the ribbon wrapped around the rolled up dark pink felt, I saw this:

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When I unfurled it, I found a very long pink felt ribbon with a hand on each end.  There was one grey hand stapled to one end of the long ribbon, and one pink hand stapled to the other end.  When I asked my son if those were his hands, he said, “No, mommy!  The pink one is a piggy hand, and the grey one is an elephant hand!”  I just want to squeeze him SO HARD.

On VD morning, very very very early in the morning, I dragged my sorry tired ass out of bed, went into the bathroom, and there on my bathroom sink, I found my first official VD present.  Flowers and a card from the hubs:

Yes, it does in fact say, "Me, You and a little fondue...."

Yes, it does in fact say, “Me, You and a little fondue….”

So, while a sweet gesture bright and early in the morning (did I mention it was really early?  Yeah.), it also had the unintended (maybe) bonus of planting an earworm in my brain of the song Boyfriend, which would linger there the entire freaking day.  Well played, hubs.  Well played, indeed.

When I got home from work, I whipped up a special dinner for my kids, to reflect the special day and my love for them:

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Pepperoni & Canadian Bacon hearts.

When I saw my boys, they were both so excited to give me the presents they got for me, that they ran up to me and thrust them upon me.  Each had a small heart-shaped vase with flowers and a card.  If only I had 4 hands, I would have been able to grab everything they were throwing at me.

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And then the hubs and I exchanged our presents.  He had already given me the flowers earlier in the morning, but when I got home, there was this HUGE box waiting for me with this on the side:

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The boys were very excited about this huge box sitting in our living room, and could not wait for me to open it.  So I did . . . and what I found was this:

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Catching up on a little blogging.

Yes, that is indeed a 4 and 1/2 foot tall stuffed bear.  The chair he is sitting in is actually one of those oversized chofa (chair/sofa) chairs.  So, yeah.  BIG bear.  The boys loved that bear.  In fact, I think it was more of a present for them then me, as they jumped on and laid all over that thing all night.

This was this morning . . . bear as rug/pillow.

This was this morning . . . bear as rug/pillow.

Now, as for the hubs and my presents for him . . . this was a tough one.  Most Valentine’s Days, he showers me with presents, including flowers, chocolates and numerous gifts.  And my little gifts to him pale in comparison.  But not this year.  This year, I had a plan.  A plan I devised with a little help from my friend Peg.  She talked on her blog about an underwear bouquet she made for her hubs one year.  So, as a take on that, I decided to gift my hubs with a beautiful and creative bouquet of my own.

Sock bouquet

Sock bouquet

Take that humongous stuffed bear taking up half of my living room floor right now!!  That’s right.  That’s how you do the VD in our house.

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So, how was VD in your abode?  Did your sweetie shower you with gifts?  Or did you just have a nice low-key evening?  Do tell . . .

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41 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jen
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 09:00:20

    Holy shitstains, Batman! Is WordPress ACTUALLY letting me comment!?!? Anyhoo, we went rock-climbing, then ate Reyben sandwiches and French fries in a cafe across from a florist and loudly mocked all of the hysterical men buying last minute flowers. It was rad. 🙂

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  2. JM Randolph
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 09:02:33

    The cards at Duane Reade two days before Valentine’s Day were so awful I ended up getting my husband a Chinese New Year card. Which I then lost. I kicked him out of the house while I hosted my writers group. But I did let him sleep while I made us dinner to take in to work. It was the most vile thing I’ve ever made. We both threw it out. Then after work he made me a peanut butter and bacon sandwich on homemade bread. The end.

    PS: Those boys on that bear are too cute!

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  3. renée a. schuls-jacobson
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 09:40:19

    Heading out for part 3 of mine right now. *ahem*

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  4. hiddinsight
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 09:46:04

    Awwwww…I love reading happy stories like this (and admit I’ve been too lazy to re-comment when my words disappear, thanks WP). My story pales in comparison, because, a couple days ago hubby said, “It’s valentine’s day tomorrow.” To which I replied yep. “I got you some chocolate…” To which I thought, Somebody tell this boy how to make a surprise, but said “Awww.” Then he reminded me about the chocolate that I asked him to buy last week (which was gone). Not that I’m bitter (it was the chocolate that was bitter…)

    I made pudding for dessert and hid a card under his pillow. Don’t you wish you knew us? Aren’t we awesome…!

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  5. aliceatwonderland
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 10:31:44

    I got, um, some flowers. Oh, but better! I got my package from you yesterday! Valentines Day IS a snarky magnet and notepad (among other delightful doo dads)!

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  6. Vesta Vayne
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 11:29:04

    We don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day (which is to say my husband refuses to celebrate it), but I enjoyed living vicariously through yours!

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    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2013 @ 11:56:44

      Oh boy, one of those “I refuse to bow to the pressure that is Hallmark day!” Sigh. I am sort of like that, but also refuse to get all Bah Humbug about it. It’s a holiday. It’s fun. Buyt some damn flowers and a card and be done with it.

      I’m glad I could provide vicarious enjoyment at least. Wanna come over and lay on my bear? That sounded a lot less dirty in my head, by the way. 😉

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  7. Maggi Shelbourn
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 11:50:47

    It was a very low key VD for us. The evening before, my hubby realized he forgot to buy me a card and was about to run out to one of those 24-hour drug stores to purchase one at 10:00 PM when I stopped him and gave him one of the extra cards I had in my stash (yes, I am one of those people who purchase cards in bulk so I have them on hand for emergencies). He then had one to give to me AND didn’t have to freeze his butt off going out. This year, I really didn’t feel like going out with a gazillion other people to a fancy dinner, so I made stir-fry for dinner (my nod to the year of the snake) and he did the dishes. I later walked down to our local favorite restaurant and purchased dessert to go. To me it was perfect. BTW, that bear and your children are adorable.

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    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2013 @ 12:21:32

      That does sound perfect! And I am also one of those people who have stacks of cards, since I send random cards to everyone I know, as well as for all birthdays. I probably had a few extra VD cards, too, if the hubs had asked.

      Thanks!

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  8. sarah9188
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 12:09:46

    I want to make the sock bouquet for my husband. I think he would be confused – his face would be priceless. 😉

    I got a vase full of chocolates and my favorite candy bars on sticks so it looked like a bouquet. The man understands me and my chocoholic ways.

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  9. NATurally Inappropriate
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 13:32:45

    I gave Jay a card. A card in an envelope which I ripped almost in half because it was the wrong size, and I failed to check that when I left the store. Fail.

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  10. Don't Quote Lily
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 15:17:57

    Haha, I love the sock bouquet. Very cool. 🙂

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  11. rachelocal
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 15:24:14

    Sock bouquet? You ROCK, Misty!

    We don’t really do VD in our house. We had a work thing last night, but we are planning on making yummy food tonight and eat chocolate cake. And we bought lots of booze. Nothing says VD like, “Let’s get drunk and pass out.” Also I like to call it VD, too. 🙂

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    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2013 @ 12:23:59

      See, THAT’S the reaction I was going for. Wann be my valentine, Rache? 😉

      VD is made for drinking. That works for both translations of those letters, btw.

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  12. The Byronic Man
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 18:00:06

    Well, with a new baby in the house, there wasn’t a lot of excitement. Indian food, a movie, and in bed by 9:00. Excellent.

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    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2013 @ 12:24:43

      Sounds good to me. Welcome to the exciting world of being a parent and being too damn tired to get up the energy or particularly care. It is joyous.

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  13. bluzdude
    Feb 15, 2013 @ 18:10:13

    Love the pizza idea. “I ❤ bacon and pepperoni pizza.”

    Low key VD for me. Came home to Pinky dancing in the dark to Koko Taylor, and a solid pot roast dinner. She gave me my card and a bottle of Crown Royal. I’d left her a card and candy before I went to work.

    Shortly after I finished my post for the night, I remembered that I hadn’t given her her “official” present yet, a Kindle Fire. She said she wanted me to show her how it works this weekend.

    Right. So 5 minutes later, I was setting it up for her and showing her how to download free books on it. New tech does not wait for the weekend.

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  14. winopants
    Feb 16, 2013 @ 02:35:42

    What a beautiful, mushy mess of VD…
    Stealing the sock bouquet idea for next year!

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  15. Jennifer June Clark
    Feb 16, 2013 @ 13:26:05

    We usually don’t do VD, but this year the man wanted to go out. (we don’t get out much) He came home with cards & chocolate for me & the kids, we hooked the offspring up w/ frozen pizza and NetFlix, and out we went. We sat outdoors at the new wine shop/cafe here in Mayberry. A couple glasses of excellent dry Provençal rosé, and a fruit and cheese plate later, all was right with the world.

    How cute was the felt hug thing?!!? Happy Valentine’s Day to you and yours, Misty!

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  16. Transformed nonconformist (Brett Minor)
    Feb 16, 2013 @ 16:57:09

    Red does not do VD, so we did nothing. We had our usual evening phone call.

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  17. thoughtsappear
    Feb 17, 2013 @ 18:04:31

    Everyone needs to stop calling it “VD.” I thought a venereal disease had suddenly gone airborne. Geez….

    Love the sock bouquet and the pizza! You’re so creative!

    Are you sure that gift was from your husband? Looks like a Bieb calling card to me.

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    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2013 @ 12:28:56

      It’s no fun if you can’t refer to the day of love as a venereal disease. Quit trying to ruin all my fun, Thoughtsy! :p

      That Beiber kid just won’t leave me alone.

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  18. Maria
    Feb 18, 2013 @ 11:01:17

    I received a box of sugar free chocolates (type 1 diabetic) and a card. She got a card. Our daughter got tickets to go see Mumford and Sons. This was actually a stellar year. More than once, we have forgotten to get each other valentines. And my partner isn’t a fan of the day, calls it “Hallmark funds day.” Yeah, we are just mushy like that.

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    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2013 @ 12:30:18

      True romantics. That’s ok, I refer to it as a sexually transmitted disease, so it’s not high on my list of celebratory days, but I play along. Especially for the kids.

      And um, I love Mumford and Sons. Will you adopt me? 😉

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  19. Go Jules Go
    Feb 18, 2013 @ 14:50:06

    Day-um! THAT PIZZA. THAT PIZZA!!! Seeing that pizza made my day.

    Peppermeister done good, though. I woke up to pink roses, and was working from home when chocolate-covered strawberries arrived!

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    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2013 @ 12:32:27

      Well obviously that’s why I made it! My work here is done. 😉

      I love me some chocolate covered strawberries. Addendum to the story . . . I found out the next day that he had indeed bought some chocolate covered strawberries. They were in a different fridge (yes, we are fancy) and he forgot to mention it before he crashed on the couch for the night. Unfortunately, they were awful. That’s what you get for buying them at Safeway, and not Godiva.

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  20. Valerie
    Feb 18, 2013 @ 15:58:36

    Holy. Fraking. Crapola. I gotta take VD up a notch next year!!

    Hugs!

    Valerie

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