One Valentine's Day, I had Eastern Onion (a takeoff on Western Union singing
telegrams) send out a dancing girl in a tutu with a box of valentine chocolates,
and surprise my husband at lunch, where he worked. He worked with a tough bunch
of grizzly guys who all did repairs throughout the hospital. The tutu girl
walked in on him as he was sitting in the lunchroom with the guys, climbed up on
the table and did a song and dance for him. About a half hour later, I received
a call at work from my husband. "You're crazy!" he said, but he was laughing
his head off. That was a valentine surprise he never forgot; actually, the guys
never let him forget!
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