(Because all you get is this crappy card and the heart shaped pancakes I made for the kids.)
We don't do gifts of flowers, jewelry, chocolate or dinner.
I probably won't even shave my legs. It is February, after all.
We don't go to bed at the same time.
We don't vacation in normal places at normal times.
But you know my love for a fabulous sunset.
And you bought me a second tour to see Aurora because once just wasn't enough.
We may not do it the way the world tells us we should, but it works.
(I might even shave my legs.)
We don't do gifts of flowers, jewelry, chocolate or dinner.
I probably won't even shave my legs. It is February, after all.
We don't go to bed at the same time.
We don't vacation in normal places at normal times.
But you know my love for a fabulous sunset.
And you bought me a second tour to see Aurora because once just wasn't enough.
We may not do it the way the world tells us we should, but it works.
(I might even shave my legs.)
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