Happy love day, y'all. Cute Husband might not believe this is an actual holiday, but he does play along quite nicely by going to get cheeseburgers, french fries and milkshakes with me each year on this day. I know, tough life, right? We should go here, but I think we'll go here instead because after you've eaten that much food, it's nice to just waddle home pretty quickly. Ya know? How will you be spending this evening of pink and red and flowers and general love things?
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