Hellidays - When Bad Holidays Happen To Good People

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It was either 1991 or 1992 in Chicago. A very sudden (and totally unpredicted) blizzard whirled up on Valentine's Day. It had been balmy, almost 60 degrees for a couple of days beforehand, so I just had a light jacket and regular shoes on. By the time work ended, there was about a 14 inches of snow, all of which had fallen in about 5 hours. The city was virtually shut down. Everyone who couldn't catch a bus or taxi took to the trains.Needless to say, the wait was excruciating. After about two hours, I finally got a train. Then, I had to walk the six blocks home. OMG!!!!!!!! It was freakin' bitter cold and I could barely get through the drifts. By the time I got home, my scantily shod feet were literally encased in several inches of ice. I i... read more
Posted on 01/20/2010 at 07:55PM by Anonymous
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The first Valentine's Day together with my "ex" he gave me the traditional card and chocolate heart box. Nice gesture, right? Since we have only been dating less than six months (and we were in college). Well, I opened the chocolate box only to discover they were moldy. Gross, but I had figured he must have bought a bad box.

After asking him about it (probably repeatedly), he must have felt guilty or something because he confessed that they were the chocolates he had gotten from his ex girlfriend, not one, but two Valentine's days ago! Seriously! Who regifts a box of chocolates from an ex two years later!?!? He really should have kept that one to himself. Needless to say I gave them right back to him. However, it did take me 5 more year... read more
Posted on 01/15/2010 at 12:44PM by Anonymous
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One year, my soon-to-be husband gave me one of those classic heart-shaped boxes of candy. The ribbon around it was a little loose, but I didn't really think too much of it. So, I opened it, only to see two candies missing and one that was half-bitten among the choclatey array. He apparently couldn't wait. But, he was always like that. Which might be why we eventually got married!
Posted on 01/14/2010 at 08:47PM by Anonymous
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Over Christmas in 1979, our little Scottish terrier “Rags” was sick.

She just wasn’t herself. Now back then, none of us knew that chocolate was bad for a dog. And I used to take her to Baskin Robbins with me and get her her own scoop in a cup.

Little did I know I was killing “Ragsie” with Chocolate Fudge Brownie.

So, on New Year’s Eve, my mother made her usual buffet. Wearing a housedress she set out candles, shrimp with cocktail sauce, a punch bowl with Vernor’s and vanilla ice cream (called a Boston cooler, but why? Vernor’s was made in Detroit. We lived in Detroit.) Chips and dip. Assorted cold cuts. Crackers. Bread. The “works.”

Then Rags started vomiting bile. After a couple of hours, she died — at two... read more
Posted on 01/05/2010 at 09:23AM by John
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You know how you look back into your personal history and inevitably find cringe-inducing moments? Well, here's mine. I went to my best friend's house party on New Year's Eve and within short order met the brother of a friend. Within about three seconds, we were locking lips. And continued to do so in every room, in every chair, on every sofa. We must have made out for the better part of three hours in front of all the guests. Oddly, I don't even remember the kiss at midnight. I was probably bruised and bleeding by that point. The kicker is that I went on a date with the guy about a week later and was totally turned off by his junk-ridden sub-compact car filled with fast food cartons, dirty clothes, books, tools, you name it. Ugh. How coul... read more
Posted on 01/01/2010 at 07:36PM by Anonymous
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