Holy WoW. It's Valentines Day

There's a quiet drug store near my office and often, if I need something on my way home, I'll stop in there. It's never busy, the front parking spaces are always empty, it's quick , fast and easy.

Except for today. It was packed. As I sat waiting for a car to pull out I just had to laugh at the men coming and going from the drug store. Men. Men with candy. Men with cards. Men with red stuff poking out of bags. Not a woman in sight...except me.

Usually I buy the kids a little something - a stuff animal with candy - or something like that for Valentines day. This year, I decided not to. I figured they were too old and not really into that kinda thing. Obviously I wasn't thinking. BAD mommy.

You can't imagine my surprise when son #1 called and asked how late I would be at the office because he was coming by on his way to work to bring me a Valentines Day present.

My first reaction was "HUH?" "OMG how sweet."

My second reaction was "Oh shit. I better get something for them." .... which is how I came to be the one woman in a crowd of men schnarfing up last minute V-day gifts.

But we need to back up a little.

Over the Christmas holidays the kids finally talked me into trying WoW. It's an online game that's played with people from all over the world. You create characters, fight, go on quests, that's the premise in a very simplified nutshell. I've avoided looking at the game for almost a year. I am a game addict. I am also a video game addict. I love the things. LOVE them. I knew if I got hooked on this one, that's all I would want to do. And for the record, I was right. I'm hooked. I love it. I'm also having the best fun playing it and getting to know lot of new people on line through it. Anyway.....

My character is a Tauren. It's a race of people. Well a race of cows really. I know. I see you shaking your head at me. I coulda picked the undead or a druid, or .. well anyway ... Son #1 & Son #3 talked me into being a Tauren. I'm a cow. I also love my cow and all her cow friends.

And this Valentines Day, Son #1 went to Build A Bear workshop and made me a Tauren and he named her after my character. He also recorded a little saying you hear when you squeeze her 'hand.'

She says.... "I'm SO going to drop some totems on your ass."

And that people, is love.

True love.

Gift Giving

For those of you living in a cave in Un'Goro crater and may not know it, today is Valentines Day.

It's a day of love and romance. Did you hear that? Love. Romance.

R-o-m-a-n-c-e. not s-e-x.

After looking over some fellow bloggers entries, I think there's a bit of confusion out there. So Guys..... men in particular....here's the difference.

Romance is sending flowers.

Sex is buying holiday decorated condoms.

Romance is dining out.

Sex is buying her lingerie that climbs up her ass.

Romance is knowing her perfume and giving her a bottle of it because it reminds you of her.

Sex is booking a hotel room for you two under the guise of "so she can have a night away from the kids."



And for the ladies - Valentines ideas for him.

Anything.

Followed by sex.

Anything. Sneezing even. then sex.


(inside joke to follow)

And, for those special people that live in my imaginary world (don't ask)...

Romance is epic gear.....

(snicker)

Tagged.

Digger tagged me.

As close as I can tell, I'm supposed to list things that I could "put up with" about someone if the major things were in line. Things I didn't like, but weren't deal breakers in a relationship...

Frankly, if the major things were in line, I'd put up with a lot. I'm easy.

I'd put up with him balding. I'd also put up with a mustache and beard, I guess.

I'd put up with him not being a hard body.

I'd overlook that he was only 5' 11". maybe.

I'd ignore the fact he didn't clean, cook or have any mechanical skills IF he had the resources to pay to get the jobs done.

See. Told ya. I'm easy.