THIS BLOG IS A "VALENTINE'S DAY" FREE ZONE. ANY READERS WISHING ME HAPPY VD WILL BE HUNTED DOWN AND GIVEN BOILING EXTRA-VIRGIN OLIVE OIL ENEMAS. EMAILS ASKING FOR VD RECIPES AND IDEAS WILL BE REFERRED TO A MEDICAL PHOTOGRAPHY SITE, COMPLETE WITH VIDEOS OF HOW TO PERFORM A RADICAL ABDOMINOPLASTY.
SHOULD YOU WISH TO GREET ME IN A FESTIVE FASHION, "HAPPY 42nd INTRODUCTION OF DECIMAL CURRENCY DAY" WILL SUFFICE.
I AM OLD AND JADED. MY HUSBAND MARRIED ME BECAUSE I DO NOT "DO" VD AND I CAN BAIT MY OWN HOOK.
I AM A SURGICAL NURSE. I HAVE ACCESS TO SHARP INSTRUMENTS AND I KNOW HOW TO USE THEM.
YOU.
HAVE.
BEEN.
WARNED.
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Your post card is really cute - kinda tempted to print it off a give it to my honey. Hmmm
And don't threaten to hunt me down . . . I work in theaters too and I have discovered that 99.95% of the nurse are lovely so I'm not scared.
I hear ya, PG. Prior to the first 14th Feb that Michael and I shared, I warned him that the day he gave me a teddy bear with a cutesy heart-shaped message sewn to its chest would be the last day of our relationship. He was entirely happy with that contract.
(A cheeky housemate tested my assertion a couple years later...)
My husband married me because I do not do VD and I can hammer my own nails.
'Nuff said.
The only amore I got that day was our dog trying to dry-hump my leg when I got home.
Its the thought that counts I spose!?
Here! Here!
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