The Color of Love is Green?
With Valentine's Day rapidly approaching, I can't help but contemplate love. And when I think of love, I inevitably think of my Hubby. Several years ago, when Hubby and I were dating, Hubs gave me a gift. I know, he is so sweet, right? Ah, the days of dating were so fun. Because you got...stuff. More often than...now. See, now that comes off wrong. I don't mean to sound unappreciative. Hubby is terribly sweet and I'm a lucky girl. He still gets me gifts once in a while. And I'm not a Material Girl. Being married to him is such a gift, that I don't need "stuff" gifts. Even though every girl would admit that it's nice to get gifts once in a while. Ack. There I go again. Hubby: I love you and please disregard this paragraph.
Once again, I digress.
...reusable grocery bags...
And nothing says love like reusable grocery bags.








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