WLP’s Bloody Valentine Giveaway!
February 8, 2010 in Contests
My lovely immortal friend V the Vampire at Vampire.Com and I are giving two lucky commenter’s the chance to win something fangtastic for Valentine’s Day!
The first place winner will get 2 bags of Vampire Coffee & 4 Vampire Chocolate Bars of their choice.
The second place will get 1 bag of Vampire Coffee & 2 Vampire Chocolate Bars of their choice.
To enter, tell me your worst Valentine Story or your worst Date Story in the comments section!
+2 if you are already a follower via Google Friends Connect.
+1 for new followers.
The winners will be chosen on Saturday February 13th by none other than Dakota Cassidy!
Hi Pixie! What a fun contest. After being married for 28 years, I seen quite a few Valentines Days. The only really bad one that I can remember is the one that my husband had ordered me flowers to surprise me. Usually he just brings them home from the store. For some reason the florist didn’t deliver them until the day after. I was upset because I thought that he had forgotten, and he didn’t want to tell me and ruin the surprise. Well things went downhill from there. Tears ensued, well you can guess the rest. Obviously we survived that one and are still happily married. I’m sure others have worse stories, but that’s mine. I am a new follower on your blog. Absolutely love it! Hope you have a great V-Day!
Hi
I hadn’t heard of Vampire Coffee before.
I remember one Valentine’s day when I was waiting at the mailbox for valentines and nothing was coming in. My little sister Sally got some. My dog got some. I was so hoping for one from the little red-haired girl in my class…..
All the best,
RKCharron
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I just started seeing this really nice guy. I went to school with his cousin (who happened to be an idiot. My date decided we had to make an appearance at his cousin’s party-great. Unfortunitely, while we were there, my date had a stomach issue so he was in the bathroom for what felt like hours. In the meantime I was stuck hanging out with creepy cousin and his buddies. I would have walked home if it had been closer and warmer. It was a really ackward situation
My worst Valentine’s Day…this one comes up very easily. 1996. My first Valentine’s Day with my husband after the birth of our oldest son.
We were planning on celebrating V-Day on Friday because we were completely strapped for cash but our tax returns were due that day. To say I was excited doesn’t even come close. I had managed to scrape up a few dollars before Friday and as a token of my love I had bought him a basket filled with candy, an inexpensive poster, and a stuffed bunny. He was surprised, thankful, and kissed me on the head with promises for the night to come.
That evening I curled my hair, put on make-up, squeezed into a pre-baby black skirt, burgandy shirt, black stockings, and little heels. I was cute, in love, and couldn’t wait to experience what the father of my six month old son had planned.
He got ready, the baby was dropped off with Grandma, and we left. On the way to the restaurant he said, “Oh, I need go to the bank.”
“What? You mean you haven’t already gotten the money?”
“Uh, no. It’s not going to be a problem.”
Oh, I’m sure you can see where this is going.
We got to the bank, pulled out the ATM card, and bam! It shows our tax return money still in pending transaction. Now this is back in the day when holds were put on certain transactions. If he had gone to the teller before 5:00 pm he would’ve been able to withdraw the cash. But because he chose to procrastinate and assumed it would be available, we didn’t have ANY money. Not even $1.00.
No candy. No flowers. No Chinese food. No movie. No trip to Priscilla’s (the local adult store for couples.) No checking into the already reserved hotel room. Nothing.
Oh, I was devastated. Needless to say, the rest of the night was spent at Grandma’s with me in tears, feeling sooooo unimportant, and him feeling like scum of the Earth.
Now in 2010 we are going to celebrate our 16th year anniversary. The years have seen us celebrate lavish V-Days and modest ones. This year will be most modest. Money is tight. Yet, no matter how large or small his budget is, my husband never, ever, ever procrastinates for Valentine’s Day.
So perhaps good things can come from horrific beginnings.
Thanks for letting me share!
Claudia
Okay, not a v-day story, but definately might fall into the worst date catagory. A few years back, I had been dating this guy. Everything was going great, except he was scheduled to spend a semester abroad in Ireland. He pleaged his love to me and swore we would get through the separation. He called me frequently and we emailed every day. I then got the chance to visit him over Spring Break. I had never been to Europe before, so this was a really big deal for me. He was going to take a few days off from school and we were going to travel together around the country. Okay, so I get to Dublin – jet lagged and seriously lacking in sleep. I find him waiting for me in the crowd, but he does not give me a hug, just hustles me off to the train. We get to his place and he sets me up to use his roommate’s bed (the beds were really small and only could sleep one). We then went for a walk along the sea. By this time, I am struggling to keep awake, but I didn’t want to miss any time with him by napping. On our walk, he didn’t even try to hold my hand. When I talked about our plan to travel around, he said he couldn’t make it, but I was free to go by myself. That was my big red flag. I asked him what was going on and he broke up with me. Yes, I flew all of the way to Ireland and stayed awake for 40 hours to be dumped! So, I found myself in a foreign country, low on money (I was staying with him, no money to go to a hotel), and my choices were to turn around and head back to the airport or to stay the week with my newly ex-boyfriend. After many tears (on my part) and begging (on his), I ended up staying the week. I stayed in Dublin the whole time. I spent my days exploring the city alone. In the evenings, he would meet me for dinner. It was super awkward!
~Jessica
What an ass!
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I’ve had numerous crap VDays. I think the one memory that stands out the most was when I was soooo surprised to see the flower delivery guy at my door with flowers from a relatively new boyfriend. I don’t care what anyone says about not caring about VDay, when you have the flower guy at your door it’s awesome. So I opened the door all super excited and wearing an ear to ear grin.
Yeah. They were for the lady downstairs.
OK- well there’s my worst Valentine’s SEASON and my worst Valentine’s DATE….I guess I’ll tell both cause it’s just that kind of day lol.
DATE: A few years ago, a guy I hadn’t seen since high school(which wasn’t too many years ago at the time) had gotten in touch with me on Myspace. We’d been talking and neither of us had Valentine’s Day plans so we went out to dinner. Well, I had to pick him up, because turns out he didn’t have a car. Great start. Second, he’d since been married and divorced. But he “figured I knew”. Third, he’d been in jail for over a year. Once again “figured I knew”. The dinner conversation didn’t improve any from there…
SEASON: This year-for the previous week and a half I have been to 3 funerals with a 4th one tomorrow. An aunt, a great-aunt, a grandmother, and a good friend’s grandfather. This morning, my brother had a car accident….things are awesome. Oh, and I’ve had a migraine for a week. Not to mention I’m single w/ not Valentine *tear
Hello Wicked Pixie! My worst date story begins at the movies, continues with a hand on my thigh and my subsequent removal of said hand. This resulted in the immediate plea of illness coupled with abandonment, only to culminate in rumors of his punk a** chillin’ around town with his buds all night.
Worst Valentines was probably when I made plans to hang out with my bf at a certain time. I wanted to surprise him so his roomie let me in their apartment and I made a big extravagant Italian meal (his fave) and I even made cupcakes. I cleaned up the apartment and got dressed in a sexy outfit….well, the hours passed and he didn’t come home. I finally called him on my cell to see what was up…his excuse? He was running late at work and only just got home and was about to get in the shower. Funny, since I was at his place and he obviously was not there. Needless to say, the evening did not go well.
Oooh… I have had 3 horrible ones that I remember… One Valentines and 2 dates…
Valentines- It was on my senior year of high school. Me and my group of girl friends (6 girls in total) had to go to a photoshoot and interview for our yearbook because it was a DVD thing. Good for me because I do not care about valentines day, but after that we decided to go out to have dinner. Four of them had boyfriends except me and other friend, but we got dates… The dates never showed up, so me and my friend ended up having dinner with four couples. *sighs*
And for date… I will just mention one. I was going to go out with my boyfriend (now ex) to celebrate my bday three days before the actual bday because I usually do something with fam and closest friends (at the time). So, first, the guy was late… Second, he chose a place that is mad expensive and I dislike… Third, when the time to pay came, guess what happened: He only had one third of the money we had to pay. Which means that I had to pay everything. I am not even going to get into the present he gave me, why? because it was something you could buy on a 99cents store… The next day he calls me crying, he had been with another girl the day before, just before meeting up with me. He got points by just telling me and being honest, but then he effed it up by saying that it was not his fault, when it actually was…
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worste date story ever lol ive had a few ill tell one that to this day still makes ppl ask me what in the world was i thinking first off let me tell you it wasnt hormons lol i dates a guy who was 10 yrs older then me fine and dandy our worst and probably last date he comes over and picks me up we were gonnago on a drive then hang out at our fav pub or something well all things wnet wrong from the beginning he comes over and picks me up only instead we go rescue a friend for my aunt things got worse not better spent 6 hours yes 6 getting her out of the house she was in things just starte dto suck from there we come back so i could change shoes and teh friend of my aunt then decides she wants to do body shots on my boyfriend needless to say i was kind of pissed at this point things went even worse because my aunta hd her husband invited us to go to their hot tub we accepted thought maybe a lil wetness would bring closeness uhhh no all that braught was well embarassment well went from that to the end of the night “fun” Uh no that didnt happen or it did not sure how to explain it so we r in my room things got heated or so i thought till he turned out the light and let me tell ya instantly killed it for me if worse things couldnt of happened he found my ticklish spot and i spent 45 minutes laughing my couson nocked on the door to inform me i was doing “IT” wrong lets just say i woke up unsatisfied bruised cause well apperently licking and sticking is supposed to be one seperately or someone ends up hurt we broke up a week later or that night not sure since we barely talked after that lol
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This is the worst date/worst V-day:
I met a guy. Thought he was super cute. After many phone conversations we decided our first date to be V-day. He took me to a nice steak dinner. Then told me we were going to party at his friend’s house. Ok. We pulled up and EVERYONE is dressed as Star Wars characters. He goes to his trunk and pulls out a storm trooper costume. He had even brought a Princess lea costume for me to wear. Um,,,,,,NO! I spent the whole evening with stereotypical star war fanatics pawing me and telling my “date” they couldn’t believe he brought an actual girl to their party!
My worst Valentine Story is when I was a Senior in High School and I was supposed to meet my then boyfriend for a nice dinner well I went to the resturant and set for 5hrs waiting on him and everytime I called he never would answer the phone and I found out where he was and they said that he didn’t have his phone on him and when I got there he was outside on his phone needless to say that was the end of that relationship.
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I don’t really have a story. How about the fact that I’ve never dated anyone for a Valentine’s Day? How sad is that…it’s basically a day where everyone else feels loved. LOL
Not so terrible, in retrospect, but definitely ranking up there at the time was discovering accidentally that my boyfriend was also boyfriend to my very best friend… He convinced both of us that the “third” would feel left out if they knew that he and the other were dating, and so we both kept quiet. Of course, he wasn’t feeling left out, not at all… Seemed like a very big deal at the time.
My absolute worst Valentine’s Day ever occured in 2004. It was the day my DH passed away. BUT it’s a great day to remember him. (Did I mention I am not overfond of Valentine’s Day.)
Okay, so this is my worst date EVER!
I was staying with my mom, helping her while she recovered from an illness. I was working part time at a department store nearby and started getting these really odd notes on my car. Stuff like “God loves you” and “Jesus saves”. I dismissed them as being from a co-worker who didn’t approve of the Marilyn Manson bumper sticker on the back of my car.
Well, about a month into staying with my mom a met a guy who lived in the neighborhood, just a few houses down. We chatted a bit out in the yard. We discovered we knew some of the same people and when he asked me over for dinner I accepted, thinking it would be a nice break from dinner every night with my mom.
I was only in the house maybe, MAYBE, five minutes, we hadn’t even sat down to dinner, in fact there was no dinner prepared, when he suddenly blurted out “I’m the one that’s been leaving the notes on your car.”
I was so confused for a moment that I didn’t even know what he was talking about. I figured it out when he said, “I asked you here tonight because I’m worried about your soul.”
I come to find out, as he tried to explain to me he wasn’t a stalker, he’d been stopping by my work place and leaving the notes on my car and then waiting in the parking lot to see what I did when I found them.
Needless to say, I got out of there fast and called my father, who was a police officer, and had him send someone by to have a little friendly chat with my date. Lucky, I never heard from the freak ever again and soon moved.
Sadly, I haven’t had any memorable valentine’s days…. yet. Not too bad, not too great. Maybe one day I’ll have a good story to tell… and it’s in the POSITIVE.
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My worst Valentines date was in 2006. Warning it is kinda gross. I just had our first baby a week earlier and was still healing from all my stitches. We went out to dinner to celebrate V-day as a new family at our favorite restaurant. I got up to use the restroom and felt some stitches pop. Okay no big deal I thought. Later on I was feeding the baby his bottle and when he was done he projectile vomited his dinner all over the table and my husband’s food. I stood up to clean up the mess and realized that I was bleeding all over my chair. I take the baby and go to the car in tears, I am so embarrassed. My sweet, sweet husband stayed behind to clean up the crime scene. We never went back, which is sad because it was our favorite and we didn’t go out again for a long time.
Let me start off by saying, I love my husband. I really do. But i knew what i was getting in to when I married him. I also thought maybe he would change a little bit. From the time we started dating he wasn’t really in to Vday. the first yr he did give me flowers and we had a good evening together. Then we got married, started living together and Vday became just another day on the calendar.
For 14 yrs on Vday, I always try to do something little for him, like, his fav dinner, choc he likes, or a movie he wanted to see. And every year I get the same thing, “OH I didn’t know this was Vday, I forgot, I didn’t see anything I liked, etc. So for the last 13 yrs he has not given me or bought me or even made me anything. And like a hopeless fool I still keep doing things for him. So this year I decided instead of me wasting my time doing for him I am going to take my 3 yr old son out for Vday. Besides I don’t want his Daddy’s actions to rub off on him.
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My worst first date was when I was criticized for how I was eating the chicken on my plate in a restaurant.
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Worst valentines- I’ve been with my partner for over 6 years now but on our first valentines day together, we came home from work and were planning to go out to dinner together. He checked the mail on the way in and found a card addressed to him. It was from his ex-girlfriend (he is bi) telling him that he had a child (2 months old) and they needed to talk. He freaked and needed time alone to think so I spent valentines day alone and worried that I was losing him.
It all worked out and now we help raise his daughter.
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This is embarassing, but I’ve never had a date on Valentine’s Day.
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Okay, so it’t not a horrible story,but still…when we were first married, my husband sent me roses for V day. I was thrilled – my hubby sent me flowers! The florist driver must have been chain-smoking ciggies in the van because I put my face into the roses and inhaled – and all I could smell was the cigarettes. I was so mad!
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Worst date ever? Go pee first, then read. Trust me.
So, this guy who was in my circle of friends asked me out after my divorce. I thought, hey, this will be a great way to get back into the dating game with someone I was already comfortable around. Apparently he was too comfortable around me b/c at dinner he proceeded to drink beer after beer after beer. Okay, no problem. The movie theater was within walking distance and he kept getting funnier so… First big mistake.
We arrive at the quaint little theater in this rejuvenated area of town that still served beer and pizza in the theater. My date proceeded to order a pitcher for himself. Then he turns to me and leers. “I heard this movie was sexy as hell.” I should have paid more attention to what we were going to see. Second big mistake.
So about halfway through “Sin City” my date passes out.
As the credits roll, I begin beating my date to try and wake him up. The lights come on and he finally stumbles out of his seat. I start walking towards the exit when I hear water hitting the floor. Thinking he’s spilled the rest of his pitcher, I turn around to find my date peeing across five rows of seats. I’m so stunned I can only stare and marvel at his coolness.
There’s no point counting the mistakes anymore because the hits just keep coming…
The manager of the theater walks into the theater, and I literally had to throw myself at him to distract him from the urinary festival. My date finally notices I’m about to leave with someone else and stumbles up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and slurring, “Let’s go for a walk, baby.”
Trying to sober him up, we walk up and down the shopping center promenade where several bistros have tables setup outside and people are bustling about. I keep getting these odd looks, but I figure it’s due to my drunken date stumbling around. He turns to me and again with the leer. “It’s getting chilly outside, isn’t it?”
I figure he’s still so drunk he thinks I’m gonna let him put his arm around me, so I shake my head in wonder. That’s when he wiggles his hips to get his point across. Yup. His itty bits are dangling out of his pants, now doing its own drunken dance to the jerking of his hips. At this point, my ex is starting to look good to me again.
I decide I’m going to steal his truck and drive myself home and leave his ass where it wiggles, so I start to stalk off toward the parking lot-which I have to pass through an alley to reach. My date thinks I’m eager to get him alone and proceeds to tell me in graphic detail all of the sexual things he’d like to do to me later as he tries to keep up with me. Of course, now I realize that all of his sexual “creativity” is born from scenes in the movie he’d apparently let seep into his subconscious while he was passed out. Yay me.
It’s been four years and I STILL haven’t set foot in that theater again yet I do run into my “date” every time all of our friends get together. He swears he has no memory of the evening. Lucky bastard.
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OMG! BEST VALENTINE DATE STORY EVER! lol itty bitty willies dangling in the wind…. how do you top that?
Oh. My. I don’t think anything can top this. You have my deepest sympathies.
Best. Story. Ever! You can write a freaking story about that!
When I was 17 I went out with a lovely lad who was actually very romantic and sweet. On Valentines Day a single rose was delivered to my door and I was absolutely over the moon, assuming it was from him. I was never one of those girls who got hundreds of valentine cards at school, and so this was a really big deal for me. I thanked my boyfriend for the rose, and went on and on about how wonderful he was and how much I loved him for making such a romantic gesture. He denied sending it, and I thought he was just being bashful or something.
A couple of days later a lad I’d flirted with at college admitted he’d sent it me. I didn’t think he’d taken me seriously, but obviously he had, and so I’d got the rose. The gossip grapevine worked very efficiently, and word got back to my boyfriend. I had some explaining to do!
I was flattered, embarassed and then sheepish – and nearly single after my disasterous Valentine’s Day rose!
My worst date story? Hmm. How about the guy that came to my sixteenth birthday party, as my date, ditched me halfway through the party and hooked up with my best friend. Molly Ringwald never had it so bad.
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I haven’t really had a bad Valentines Day. My worst day was with the guy many years ago. I got in his car and he asked me if I could fit something in my purse. Well, I have to say I was a tad nervous. I was not going to hold anything illegal! Well he reached in the back seat and grabbed a HUGE can of Carol Richards hairspray! He wanted me to bring it into the restaurant in case he needed to touch up his hair. Any guy who cares more about his hair than I care about mine is not for me.
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Thanks for the giveaway I haven’t really had a bad Valentines Day. My worst day was with the guy many years ago. I got in his car and he asked me if I could fit something in my purse. Well, I have to say I was a tad nervous. I was not going to hold anything illegal! Well he reached in the back seat and grabbed a HUGE can of Carol Richards hairspray! He wanted me to bring it into the restaurant in case he needed to touch up his hair. Any guy who cares more about his hair than I care about mine is not for me.
+1 I am a new follower.
Sorry, somehow I posted twice.
Thanks for the giveaway I haven’t really had a bad Valentines Day. My worst day was with the guy many years ago.