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Of the 22 Valentine’s Days that hubby and I have celebrated together, this year was by far the most romantic.
Our first Valentine’s Day was spent in a snowstorm, without electricity, in a smelly cow barn complete with cow patties underfoot.
Since then, it’s been pretty much downhill.

By Warner Brown, Greg & Debbie Bergman, Donald & Mary Ann Hall
Gary Keibler, Bob McAuliffe and Cindy Pinaire

I was thrilled to hear that the world’s favorite groundhog, Punxsutawney Phil, failed to see his shadow.
Not only am I looking forward to warm weather, bright flowers and perpetually muddy floors, I am grateful that the poor women who don’t own a single winter garment will finally be able to dress appropriately!

While grazing around the food table at my cousin’s baby shower, my aunts began to discuss their facial hair.
“Do you have it yet?” one aunt directed at me.
“I pluck every morning,” I replied
“But do you have the Boswell hair?” she clarified.
“Your mom had it,” another aunt supplied.