My grandparents also send the very best. A pink card with embossed gold vase filled with pink and red roses, surrounded by embossed garlands. For your Valentine Birthday. You have no idea how long I have put up with red roses and sweet hearts for my birthday, not to mention the occasional lacy doily. Good thing I became a Deadhead. Now the roses mean something anyway.
An old friend from graduate school gave me one of my favorite birthday presents: a black heart on a gold chain. I broke the chain one night drunkenly pulling a turtlenect shirt over my head. The thing went flying, and neither chain nor my black heart were ever seen again. There's some kind of message there.
An old friend from graduate school gave me one of my favorite birthday presents: a black heart on a gold chain. I broke the chain one night drunkenly pulling a turtlenect shirt over my head. The thing went flying, and neither chain nor my black heart were ever seen again. There's some kind of message there.