tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744889144101573638.post1623596852773768930..comments2024-01-18T05:53:34.390-05:00Comments on Austanspace: Valentines SchmalentinesAustanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05568578637922817033noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744889144101573638.post-21840997641265289992012-02-15T17:00:17.099-05:002012-02-15T17:00:17.099-05:00Valentine's day = Blech.
Happy day to allValentine's day = Blech.<br /><br />Happy day to allSarcasticTestGuyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03558782302574594057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744889144101573638.post-76916426649439143442012-02-14T17:02:28.959-05:002012-02-14T17:02:28.959-05:00From the writers of cards, to the printers, to the...From the writers of cards, to the printers, to the little old white haired ladues in the Hallmark stores, Valentines Day keeps them employed. That is a good thing.Starting Over, Accepting Changes - Maybehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06032033918798053005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744889144101573638.post-91829352777988683782012-02-14T11:42:52.609-05:002012-02-14T11:42:52.609-05:00I am with you in spirit as I don't like my act...I am with you in spirit as I don't like my actions and sentiments to be dictated by Hallmark and grocery store shelves. B and I don't bother with it, but now with Roz at school -- everything is blown up into a huge deal. I am being dragged into all these holidays. So today, I will try my hand at baking muffins and get Roz to make daddy a card. That's my effort. <br /><br />Saying all this, I love you anyway, you fruit cake. Bee mine. LOL.CarrieBoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05760105674950918729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744889144101573638.post-46285232512996781842012-02-14T10:50:04.970-05:002012-02-14T10:50:04.970-05:00"...never understood how a martyred saint'..."...never understood how a martyred saint's feast day turned into a lovers' holy day..."<br /><br />I think it's rooted in Lupercalia. Not so aerobic but same time of year.Geo.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16221314320558128986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744889144101573638.post-21360335281048981432012-02-14T10:43:09.348-05:002012-02-14T10:43:09.348-05:00I am of the "any excuse to have some fun"...I am of the "any excuse to have some fun" school of thought. We sent a package in the mail for the grandkids. I know we could have dropped it off on Beaver night but kids like to get stuff in the mail. We never have bothered with the day for ourselves but we always remembered our parents and our daughter and now, of course, the gk's. I remember one year, I hauled out the Christmas tree and turned it into a Valentine tree. Loosen up Laura...have some fun with it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com