Love is having a tickle fest and laughing until we fall asleep. Love is putting up with this crazy stressful career that my husband has chosen. Love is being able to be completely me and know that in my baggy sweats, hair in a messy bun, no makeup, Match still thinks I'm pretty. :-) I hope you had a great Valentine's Day E! Once that pheasant is up, I say you "accidentally" drop it. No one will have to know.
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