Valentines No No

Believe it or not, my hot smoking wife is not a big fan of Valentines Day. I know most of you non-believers are saying, "Yeah whatever Lanigan, she just says that because you are a dope." Alas, I will admit, the "dope" tag tends to ring true when I try and shave my own back.  And especially since, just this morning, my wife made a retching noise when viewing said hairy back.

And Valentines brings similar sentiments (the throwing up noises are saved me, this, more of a shoulder shrug). She really figures we can do better than spending $5 on a card that you look at for 18 seconds and keep for 2 months so that the giver things you really appreciated it. To that end, I post a lovely "What not to do" music video for the real male "dopes" who don't have a hot clue about romancing their ladies or picking up their tighty whities after they take a shower. A shout out goes to my sister in-law for sending this to me. I had watched it a few years ago but had forgotten the beauty of this video. Enjoy.


The Don't Song from Igniter Media on Vimeo.


PS: And just maybe my "dope" status will go down when you consider that tonight, I locked and loaded some NY Steaks on the bbque, dropped some fresh Prawns on top and then capped off the evening with a Bernard Callebaut Chocolate Fondue... thank you very much.  But don't get too excited, cause the romance was at about a -6. With two of our kids screaming because they somehow got chocolate covered kiwi in their eyes, another kid with foot odor that could knock out a small horse, and our dog munching on partially eaten steak from the garbage, the potential for a long kiss was not even in the solar system.

And Happy Valentines Day to you too.