To My Single Friend On Valentine’s Day

Being married on Valentine's Day is amazing. Just as amazing as every other day of the freaking year. I will go to work. I will come home. I will make five different dinners. My kids will fight and be aholes and I'll count the minutes until I drug them to sleep. And as soon as they're all finally unconscious, Beau will walk through the door. It's pretty damn romantic. It makes being single on Valentine's Day seem amazeballs. Minus the balls. I have a single friend named Hot Fudge. She's…

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