Valentines Day

You may have noticed that I didn’t post much on Saturday.


Saturday was the first time in many years that Barb and I have been able to spend Valentines day together. We had lunch with son James but most of the time we were alone together in my hardened underground bunker. We exchanged cards, gifts, and other things. I won’t share all the details–as it is I’m likely to get another TMI claim by someone as it is but here are the cards she gave me. Click on the card to see the inside of the card. The inside may not be safe for work. I have so much trouble figuring that type of stuff out.





I’d post the pictures of the card I got Barb here as well but it’s definitely over the NSF threshold.


See also daughter Xenia’s Valentine’s Day post.

2 thoughts on “Valentines Day

  1. I was walking around the Dulles show and found an old made-out-of-bone-in-China perfume bottle with some nicely done porno-scrimshaw on it. I wrapped it up and gave it to her after mentioning that I had seen it at the show and immediately thought of her. + Forty years and(still) counting.

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