tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10705140.post2371058706412863632..comments2024-01-27T17:36:22.877+00:00Comments on Kate Johnson: That V wordKate Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01502745299951529417noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10705140.post-65997825180302912962009-02-18T10:35:00.000+00:002009-02-18T10:35:00.000+00:00Don't talk to me about bad Valentines! My first ye...Don't talk to me about bad Valentines! My first year at university an anonymous bouquet of 22 red roses were delivered to the office for me in the morning. AT lunchtime a single red rose was delivered (same guy) with a message asking me to meet him at a restaurant. I was intrigued and pretty excited. So I got all dressed up that evening, sprayed myself with my flatmate's perfume, tottered off in Mrs Mughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04287693584505953445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10705140.post-81990056355474618312009-02-17T20:58:00.000+00:002009-02-17T20:58:00.000+00:00I remember one Valentine's Day when I was still at...I remember one Valentine's Day when I was still at school. The postman came to the door with this amazing, huge, satin-covered heart-shaped box of chocolates, with a message saying "Happy Valentine's Day, love ??"<BR/><BR/>I was so excited. I was a teenager, obviously, and this was a dream come true. I speculated all day about who had sent it to me: the tall, gorgeous basketball player who'd Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10705140.post-22103857519553683632009-02-15T18:33:00.000+00:002009-02-15T18:33:00.000+00:00The one time I had a boyfriend on Valentine's day,...The one time I had a boyfriend on Valentine's day, I arranged a meal, got in some lovely wine and chocolates, booked the day off work so we could spent it together, really went all out...<BR/><BR/>...And he showed up at my house at ten in the evening, downed all the wine and passed out in my bed. Didn't even give me a generic red rose. I'm not sure he even knew it was Valentine's day.Naomihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18388312817437378315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10705140.post-64209777104719583662009-02-14T20:10:00.000+00:002009-02-14T20:10:00.000+00:00i have no one speacil to spend it with but my kids...i have no one speacil to spend it with but my kids do psmper meAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10705140.post-22560535759416977802009-02-14T18:01:00.000+00:002009-02-14T18:01:00.000+00:00I'm a widow. I married my childhood sweetheart at ...I'm a widow. I married my childhood sweetheart at the age of 17, and he died of cancer 27 years later. That was 6 years ago, but Valentines Day brings back alot of bittersweet memories.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10705140.post-31546647571919721192009-02-14T17:46:00.000+00:002009-02-14T17:46:00.000+00:00I'm am totally with you on Valentine's Day rant. N...I'm am totally with you on Valentine's Day rant. No stories to tell though. LOL. Good Luck Everyone!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09207773954380249245noreply@blogger.com