embarrassing food

there are some foods out there

that i get embarrassed when i order

or buy them.


like funyuns.

hot dang! do i love me some funyuns.

they are delicious

and is my preferred snack of choice.

unfortunately,

they are also the preferred snack

of the pot adled minds of the losers who live in their moms basement.

everytime i buy funyuns,

i feel like people look at me

like i am high, or am about to get high.


another one.

fish tacos.

i feel like a dirty frat bro

whenever i order them.

always.


what foods embarrass you?

sharing time

dear LFV readers,


so i tend to not share much about myself, i guess i figure i am not that interesting, but i have started to realize that my favorite blogs are always the ones where they share and you feel like you actually know them.

so yeah, i am basically saying that i want you to like me

so, i'll share.


hi. i'm valentine.

i am 27

i was born in texas

i only lived there for 4 years before we moved

so, no, i am NOT a texas girl


from a large family

i am #7 out of 8

demosthenes is of course #8

i have 3 brothers and 4 sisters



i did pretty good in high school, got a couple of nursing scholarships

turned out i hated nursing.

lost the scholarship



dropped out of school

who needs it right?

turns out i do!


got a job as a front desk receptionist

turns out i don't like people


notice there is a job that does not involve talking to people

i take it.

i am good at it.

so good that this past february i sat for my certification exam

i passed.

i am now a certified medical coder

working towards becoming a medical auditor.



i am married.

have been for 7 years



i have lived in

Texas

Kentucky

Idaho

Alaska

Illinois

and now

Utah.



i love britney.


like probably more than i should.

i blame it on me being a freshman in high school when she came out

it was a very influential time in my life

i can't be held responsible.



i LOVE mexican food.

and ice.

i LOVE ice.

love british tv

dexter

and pysch




I also love musicals

war movies

and anything jane austen

or jane austen-esque


i love celebrity gossip

and totally RULE

at remembering obscure actors

in obscure shows.

for some reason,

the husband is less than impressed.


i don't like wearing flip flops.

they feel unnatural

my toes don't like being seperated, they are a set.


something interesting about me:

i am tongue tied.

i have tried to have it fixed

twice

but no luck.


so that is valentine. more or less.



it was more than you probably wanted to know



p.s. if you made it down this far, then you are truly awesome and deserve the prize that is hidden behind door #1.

we have been talking about this giveaway forever

just hemming and hawing over it.

but we are finally doing it.

we are giving away a $40 giftcard to


i know in the past we had less than traditional rules for winning a giveaway

but it is late, and i can't think of anything awesome for you guys to do to win

so, we'll go with traditional.

1 entry for just commenting that you want to be entered

1 entry if you blog about the giveaway

1 entry if you tweet about it

1 entry if you become our friend on facebook
(who says you can't buy friendship??)

1 entry if you tell a friend about letters from valentine

and of course, put each one in as a seperate comment.

this will be open until july 3

and i'll announce the winner

on monday, july 5

Matthews new Muse

Dear Matthew Bellamy,
(lead singer/guitarist for the band Muse)

over the weekend

you were spotted in paris

with kate hudson.

this is a travesty




i am of course referring to your pants.


i am not big in celebrity crushes or anything

but if you remember

when i picked a hollywood someone to go on a

pretend date with

i didn't pick rob

even though that new hair cut is really doing it for me


or eric



or ryan


he's hot. but can't act.




no.

i picked you.


and while i realize you were engaged like 6 months ago,


that didn't bother me.


shes was some no one,who we never saw and so it made keeping the dream alive, a little easier.


also, you were always a lay low kinda celeb, i only saw the most random pic of you


in the daily mail


now, if you are with kate hudson, not only will be seeing her everywhere
(making the illusion of your singledom harder)


but we will also be seeing you everywhere.


ruining the allure of your mysterious ways.



badly done matthew, badly done.***





***p.s. 10 awesome points to anyone who can name the movie
that line is from.

The Birds

dear obnoxious birds that wake me up every effing day at 5 AM,


don't worry, the day of payback is coming.


and coming soon.


you just might wake up one morning to a surprise homemade bird feeder




but instead of a yummy peanut butter treat,


it'll be avicide.


and i will get peaceful silence.


enjoy.





p.s. k, so while i am only half kidding about the killing the birds thing, why is it such a crazy idea?


how are they any different from other rodents or pests?


they carry disease just like any other animal.


cuz they are cute?

nope. they're not.


people have them as pets?

people have mice, and rats and snakes as pets


they are intelligent?

no, they fly into closed windows


case closed.

the end of the seeker

dear legend of the seeker,

i heard last week that your awesomely, boob-erific, cheesy show


(that is so lame it is fetch)


will be no more.


while i am not entirely surprised, i am very sad.


and decided to pay tribute in the only way i know how


a homage:

good bye

sexy abs in tight leather pants



good bye

bad a** knife wielding chick with boobs always out



good bye

s&m dominatrix with weapons that are clearly vibrators



good bye

crazy old wizard who only throws kick asphalt wizards fire when it is convenient to the plot


good bye

disney aladdin/genie like villian who never seems to be able to kill the seeker, despite trying each week



good bye

magic amulets, that there was always an abundance of

and were the key to saving towns

(srsly who keeps making all these amulets???)




you have provided demos and i countless hours of discussing your often confusing, but awesomely awesome show


you will be missed,

this is news?

dear ricky martin,

we already knew you were gay. this isn't a big deal.

rickymartincomesout

(^^^^this is a hyperlink^^^^)

(THUNDERCATS!!!!!)

master of karate and friendship

dear blogosphere,

ever since letters from valentine was a baby blog


(yes, we are coming up on a year, not so baby anymore are we!)


i have been intrigued and fascinated by the awards that get spread around the blogosphere.


and ever since i found out that anyone can make one


(that you didn't have to put in your award petition by filling out 7 request forms, in triplicate, sending in $20 for processing fees and submit them to some sort of blog award sub committee that will make their decision and notify you in 2-10 weeks)


i decided to make one of my own.



k, so that was months ago.



but i guess better late than never.



letters from valentine is proud to present the:







totally fetch right?

it is of course from the brilliance that is


it's always sunny in philadelphia


if you don't like that show, leave now. srsly, cuz i don't know if we can still be friends.


anyways, this award is all about recognizing friendships that have been made while blogging.


so, the rules to this absolutely awesome award is:



list 6 things that you are a master in


and pass it onto 6 bloggers that you think are masters at friendship and make blogging so awesome.






1. i am a master in sleeping.

srsly, i could sleep for 12 hours, get up, eat breakfast and go back to sleep.


2. i am a master in quoting lines from movies or tv.

i don't think i say an original thing all day long, i just quote stuff.


3. i am a master of procrastinating

despite wanting to do something right away, i am physically unable to


4. i am a master at multi tasking

since i procrastinate, i usually have to do a couple things at a time. i have gotten good at it. very good.


5. i am a master at googling.

it's all about the keywords.


6 i am a master at shopping sales.

i love a great deal. and i really love 50% off clearance. i feel a mighty hunter. and the sweet deals are my kill.


and i am passing this award onto:


supah mommy


cottage cheese thighs


hotpants


amy at happily ever after


living in france


whitney at the king and i




you know, if hollywood had an award as awesome as this one, i might be more interested in watching boring award shows.

don't abandon ship

dear LFV readers,



like the new look? i needed something bright to get me through the gray drab that is january. it is srsly the worst month. okay, february is srsly the worst month, (cuz it srsly is) but my b-day is in february, so it has something going for it.


demos and i have taken another break, we didn't intend to, but before you know it, it has been a couple of weeks.


but we do have somewhat of an excuse, i've been in the process of getting a new job, so that has been kinda stressful. and on top of that i have begun studying for a certification in my prospective field, so that has been a tad time consuming.


wedding season is starting back up again, so demosthenes has been doing that. as well as redoing her house, which is looking awesome by the way.



oh yeah, and she had some nasty food poisoning last week.



anyways, that is what we have been up to.



but we will be back.



we have to.



cuz we still haven't shared with you all why New Moon sucked.


and we have had that planned since we saw the dang thing almost 2 months ago.


eyes (other than ours) have to read it.



so hang in there. don't stop visiting.



we will have new stuff soon.

teetering on tweetering

dear LFV readers,



i did it. i know. i am kinda in shock.


but it sounded like it might be fun. and everyone else is doing it.


and if memory serves right, i remember my mom always mentioning something about doing stuff just because everyone else was.......


so here it is:


http://twitter.com/valentineletter

stop by. say hi.

or


be fetch and follow.

please, i don't want to be a tweeter loser.

wonderful christmas time

dear christmas,


i am tired of your songs. i know, you're probably thinking, 'how is that possible? it's only dec 1!' well, here in the wonderful land of utah, we have a radio station that believes it is its job to kill christmas before it even starts. they have been playing your songs for almost a month now.

to be fair, when i say i am tired of the songs, not all of them. of course i have my favorites, but there are those handful that if i hear it again, i srsly might have some sort of screaming fit. (something reminiscent of bella's bad dreams in new moon)


santa baby

i really can't stand this song. never mind that whoever sings it, sings it like a demented betty boop. but i associate it with christmas parties as a child where no doubt, a couple of single, slightly off cat ladies would get up and sing it. i guess in hopes that father christmas puts a man under her tree.


the christmas shoes

i don't care if you think i am a heartless bastard. i hate this song. what the eff is it even about? children who don't have shoes? children who want to buy shoes? i don't get it. plus, i srsly dislike anything, ANYTHING that tries to play off my emotions and pulls at my heart strings. (side note: what does that expression even mean? how is that not the creepiest visual ever, that your heart has strings. total grossness.)


washed up "pop star" remakes

why does every pop star (and yes, i use that term very. very loosely) feel the need to take an already wonderful song and put "their own spin" on it, i.e. make it crappier. why do they always seem to be warbling it in? you are not whitney houston. stop trying. i am sorry that your sad career is drying up and your sales are slumping, but that is no reason to ruin christmas.

but to balance this out and so you don't think i am some sort of scrooge, i do have my favorites as well.


i want a hippopotamus for christmas

srsly, what an incredibly strange and totally awesome christmas song. and is it sung by a midget woman? those are some srs pipes on that girl. see, another reason why i love this song. no one sings like this anymore. and what the h*ll is a hippo hero?


a wonderful christmas time

i am not a big paul mccartney fan, but i love this song. okay, i love the video to this song. him and his friends running around in very, very fake snow. it's simple. its easy to sing along with. totally love it.


last christmas

okay, i also love this one cuz of the vid. a totally cheesy love/christmas song while on a skiing holiday. does it get better than that?


feliz navidad

i have fond memories of this song. each year, my parents would load all of us kids in the van and we'd drive around looking at christmas lights. no doubt, each year, this song would be playing on the radio. we would sing it so loud, we were practically shouting. ah, good times.






p.s. speak out- which christmas songs do you love? which ones do you hate?

facebook to the rescue

dear facebook,

so you have gotten a lot of grief lately, selling users personal information without them knowing it, hackers have broken in and stolen users information. basically a lot of stealing information has been going on.

but finally, facebook has been hasn't done something bad, but rather, saved a kid from a 25 year prison sentence.

teenager, rodney bradford, was held for 13 days by police for breaking into a brooklyn residence. fortunately for him, at the time of the crime, he updated his facebook status, that showed he was making pancakes at the time.


the case was dismissed.


so the lesson to be learned here kids. whenever committing a crime, make sure you update your status that you are doing something other than the said crime. i'd recommend tweeting something like:


"busy taking a massive crap. not going ANYWHERE.

man, bathrooms sure are boring"


"just finished looking at the vanity fair outtakes of rob pattinson. now have girlwood. need to take care of biznass"

"deep into convo with demos as to who is the more swoon worthy: mr. darcy or edward. this could take awhile"

p.s. what excuse would you use?

turning dwight-enese

dear dwight schrute,

oh geez! i think i am slowly turning into you. tonight, the hubs (jakt) talked me into watching battlestar galactica. so, thinking i'd watch just the first few minutes to indulge him, i ended up watching 3 hours of it.....

and really liked it......

and wanted to see more episodes.....

what. the. frack???





yeah, that's right, i said frack. i am just as weird and dorky as you!



i guess now i will start asking random people around me if they like BG......



and when they don't, berate them. it is after all the schrute way.





or sporadically start spouting bear attack information

or want my own bobblehead doll

k, actually i do want my own bobblehead. they are frakin sweet!





huh? i don't know. i guess it doesn't sound all bad. maybe i do want to be like you when i grow up. i mean, there are worse people i could want to be.......






bears. beets. battlestar galactica,




p.s. who do you want to be when you grow up?

couple dating

dear how i met your mother,

after watching last weeks episode, it has come to the attention of the hubs and i (srsly, he needs a name. it has been 7 months. i think the man deserves a pseudonym. i think jakt is very fitting).

so it has come to the attention of jakt and i, that there must be something wrong with us.


we have hung out with lots of couples, we think we have a great time, playing charades, watching the office, talking about how awesome we are. they seem to agree. we part ways with the promise of a call and another get together. but yet, the phone never rings for that follow up date.

at first, we blamed it on busy schedules. busy with kids. busy with life. that must be why our phone remained silent. but after awhile, i think we must face the hard. awful truth. that the problem is us.





as we sat, after our most recent fail, drowning our confusion and tears into a gallon of ice cream, it made me wonder what the problem is. are we:






creepy?






weird?







boring?




crazy?





are we destined to roam the earth on a bike built for two instead of four?





are our nights doomed to be dinners for two?






we are to endure all the foursomes that surround and mock us?



oh well, maybe we shouldn't rush into a game of charades with just anyone. maybe we should hold out for mr. and mrs. right. and one day, we too, can be on that bike built for four.



still looking for "the ones"





p.s. sound off- what is your opinion about couple dates?

i never...

do you ever feel like you get lost in the crowd? that there is very little that distinguishes you from the person next to you? yeah, me too. so here are some things that set me apart from millions of people.

i have never seen:

truth? i've seen parts, but get bored and turn it off.

nothing about this movie appeals to me



crazies who think they can sing being told by crazies that they can't. um, yeah, no thanks.





i didn't cry when watching:

other people died as well you know, not just jack.

i have never had:

an easy bake oven..... sigh

LA Gears. i wanted a pair, but never got them.

i have never:


eaten sushi



seen a boy band in concert



OR

wanted to go to paris





stepping out of the shadow,





p.s. what things have you never?