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The Chocolatey Snowshoe Verdict

February 7, 2009 By Emme Leave a Comment

moonlit snowshoe for two by paul+photos=moody.

Not an easy thing to do to decide on the perfect dates for Kittyn and I for tonight for our delightfully romantic winter date to Cypress Mountain. I’ve wanted to go on the Chocolate Fondue Snowshoe Tour for so many years now that this is not a decision to be made lightly. Also I have to say, theres been some damn sweet, most flattering and rather amusing Valentines.

No. 9: Dark chocolate fondue by afloden.

Photo by Asbjorn Floden

So here are my thoughts:

Would love to take either Clive or Christian (@daubu), but they live too far away to make it here on time.

Adore my little Dose of Lunacy (@monicahamburg) and @saltybean, but they hate snow and I don’t want them ruining my love of snow (already I’m thinking of gagging Kittyn, at least until we arrive at Hollyburn Lodge).

Raul will always be my Valentine, but I may have to strangle him if he starts whispering ‘sweet Microsoft Vista nothings’ in my ear, so he’s out, as that would take away from the romance.

Tris, the Hussey, is a taken man and I want a bit of romance, so he’s out.

My ginger’s letters made me laugh, but call me weird (and many have), but I don’t find having my eyeballs plucked out with a spoon to be all that romantic and I want romance.

@ericaha is the perfect snow loving gal, but she confessed to me that she actually already has plans for this evening. Should have known the good ones would go fast.

It is for my desire for romance that I’ve decided to make Keith my date. His letter is the most romantic and I do have to admit that he’s a good kisser, plus he likes nibbling on my ears.

For Kittyn, I’ve decided that ‘Savannah’ would be the perfect date for her, as they are both brats and deserve each other.

Congrats Keith and ‘Savannah’! Looking forward to discovering how the night unfolds!

Kisses,

Emme

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Tweethearts

February 7, 2009 By Emme Leave a Comment

No lack of love this week. A few more Valentines from our tweethearts:

Sadly not in Van City, because this Tweetie Pie is most lovable. Thank you @daubu!

If I was violently anti-Valentines, I would send you a pretty Valentine with hearts, and bows, and undying expressions of lub.

Photo Collage by Jacqueline

Understand your anti-Valentine sentiments and perhaps I should clarify my Valentine thoughts. I don’t think we should wait until one day of the year to tell people that we love them and then shower them will silly gifts, because you feel it is expected. I feel everyday should be Valentines Day in the sense that you tell people you love them everyday and when you buy them a gift it is because you see something special for them and want to surprise them, not because you feel you have to.

A Tweetheart to Kittyn from @gingerbeer:

My cabbage, my turnip, my radish, my Kittyn. Like a shaken beer, my love for you fills me with joyous froth. Do you not realize that if life were a cracker, you would be the cheese? Let me melt you. My love is like my back lawn. It just grows and grows. It will never be cut down. My lolling tongue laments its lack of use, my lolly. Sheep are no match to your willy ways, my lambkins. Even though they are pretty good. Especially the Dorsets, though their wool is not as fine as your average Merino. But of course with you I could dispense with the gum boots. If you were the weety-bix I would be the milk. Let me soak into you slowly. I have rent open my feelings so that, however rudely they may be expressed, I have been left nakedly nude of any pretense otherwise. Let us thrust our outpouring with tweets no more, my magnificent.
Love Ginger
xxxxx

“Bah bah” goes the Kittyn

Photo by brew ha ha

Loving the fact that the ginger has compared Kittyn to a barnyard animal. That makes me smile this morning, especially after having to deal with her diva moments last night of “What do you mean I need to wear long johns and snowpants!!! That’s not a Kittyn look!” All I can say is dear God, I don’t know what she thinks going for a moonlit snowshoe means, but for me – ‘romance, snow, fresh mountain air, invigorating, magic, and dress warmly’. So thinking of taking three dates for me this morning and leaving Kittyn behind.

Kittyn – you know I wouldn’t do that, but dress warmly and no whining unless you want I snowball planted on those plump, red lips of yours.

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A Steamy (& rather unique) Late Night Valentine

February 5, 2009 By Emme 2 Comments

WOW – one steamy Valentine from my favorite ginger tweeter @gingerbeer! Bumping this one up in the cue, because it’s such a great late night read. All the better to sleep with my dears.

Rumour has it this video was used for inspiration:

Obviously, I must be the old bird reading in the background. Glad to know that my ginger isn’t an ageist. At least not according to this Valentines:

My dearest Emme,
Oh beautiful angel! How I yearn for your velvet touch and how my lips burn for your moist kiss which is sweeter then the nectar which drips from the earth’s most beautiful flower.
Only heaven would outcast an alluring work of Gods perfection like you, for not even divine angels could look upon your delicate face without sacrificing themselves for you. Something about you makes me want to take you in my arms and keep you forever.
What human being would not appreciate those gorgeous green eyes of yours which remind me of tiny sparkling green M&Ms inside your eyeballs. There have been many occasions where I’ve felt like picking them out with a plastic spoon and eating them, but I don’t think you’d like that. Maybe its because you plan to eat them yourself. Who knows.
I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this, but I just can’t just help but admire and love your gorgeous brown hair, which sometimes reminds me of a bird nest (only without the eggs and chicks)
Going out to nightclubs is a great experience with you. I love the way the bouncer always makes you get your ID card out, yet I can always get in without any trouble whatsoever. Oh I love pinching your cheeks and teasing you about that afterwards and calling you “babyface”!
Words alone cannot express how unique my love is for you. I love you, and you only, I swear that to you my love ….well OK, I guess I also love my guitar which brings me a lot of joy and happiness when you are not around. I can even finger my guitar in public without being arrested, but thats besides the point. My point is that I love you and my love for you is unique (isn’t it weird how the word ‘unique’ and ‘eunuch’ sound the same? The word Unix also sounds similar, but ‘Chimpanzee’ doesn’t)
I have to tell you one thing though. I really do love your bum. I think that is the most amazing part of you, and is the most amazing thing on this planet! God, I wish I could do nothing but stare at your beautiful bum all day (besides eating, drinking and sleeping of course). That would be pure heaven for me!
My love, you know what would look hot and vibrant on that beautiful body of yours? Red underwear! Oh God, if I saw you wearing those I would simply explode into a heap of sparks with joy! (By the way that was a figure of speech, cos I wouldn’t ACTUALLY spontaneously combust, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to appreciate your lovely body in Red underwear).
With every beat from my burning, heart which screams your name with every carnal thought of you, I wish you the most happiest Valentines Day ever!
I live only to please your fiery carnal desires,
ginger
xxxxxxxxx

Rather steamy, highly unique, and questionably creepy in the line about plucking out my eyeballs (which I will note here are not green) with a spoon. Definitely the most unique Valentines I’ve ever been given and as such worth a sneak peek at my flaming panties. Enjoy!