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After she woke up, a woman told her husband, “I just dreamed you gave me a diamond necklace for Valentine’s Day. What do you think it means?”
“You’ll know tonight,” he said.
That evening the husband came home with a small package and gave it to his wife. Delighted, she opened it – to find a book entitled “The Meaning of Dreams.”
I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
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