tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018075940683560452.post2908271540634537685..comments2023-08-17T06:26:13.675-05:00Comments on JerBear Shares: Happy Valentine's DayJerihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07020972795844203824noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018075940683560452.post-51665569381180984172012-02-18T14:29:52.974-06:002012-02-18T14:29:52.974-06:00One of my best Vdays involved burritos and watchin...One of my best Vdays involved burritos and watching Maryland-Duke basketball. I'm so romantic. This year it involved working at the hospital. My dates were three years old and six months old. Awww.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09753977885503823287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018075940683560452.post-63256470637131399172012-02-15T09:48:01.168-06:002012-02-15T09:48:01.168-06:00my worst V-Day was when I had my mom drive me to p...my worst V-Day was when I had my mom drive me to pick up my date and I got the address wrong. So I go up to the door, ring the bell and I am standing there with a flower in hand and who opens the door but the jerkiest, biggest, meanest kid in school. He laughed his butt off at me for weeks because of that.Jfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07112629068602038293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018075940683560452.post-82860078796042150422012-02-15T08:57:32.055-06:002012-02-15T08:57:32.055-06:00Worst: I had been dating this guy for a few months...Worst: I had been dating this guy for a few months and I arrived at his house with a basket full of goodies for him and each of his roommates (this was college years) and dressed up rather hot (if I do say so myself), and he says "so Burger King sound good?" He wasn't joking. I would go on to date him for three years. Three equally disappointing years... I used to be an idiot.<br /><br />Best: The low key ones Spike and I have; each year we swap who cooks dinner and who gets dessert. The TV stays off and we just enjoy each other's company... or annoy each other.... whichever. :)Jen Feenyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12857381064146340597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018075940683560452.post-8714502800898344762012-02-14T19:02:06.613-06:002012-02-14T19:02:06.613-06:00Ps. Seriously. Come to NYC. Lambeau Puppy would BA...Ps. Seriously. Come to NYC. Lambeau Puppy would BASK in your attention and love and act like I don't give him any. Daily. Hourly. I love him.Kristin Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14470105555875965903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018075940683560452.post-24973911466185212612012-02-14T19:01:31.008-06:002012-02-14T19:01:31.008-06:00WHOA! You and KP over a year?! I didn't realiz...WHOA! You and KP over a year?! I didn't realize it had been that long...or that long that I have read your blog...yet it's longer than that. Ha. Congrats on the rest day. I'm on rest day 2 and a bikini is 7 days away from me...eek. Worst memory: I was single on Vday in college all. three. years. Until year four. Thank God for Mr. Miller, in NYC, on a snow day (My favorite), Little Italy didn't know what hit them!!!Kristin Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14470105555875965903noreply@blogger.com