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The Hello, Internet. I'm your husband host, Teresa McElroy. And I'm your wife host, Teresa McElroy.

And you're listening to Schmaners. It's extraordinary etiquette. For ordinary occasions, hello, my dove.

Hello, dear. How are you?

Are you staying warm?

I am, thank you. Excellent. It's cold out there. It is. In our neck of the woods. Oh, in our, and there's a lot of necks. Of a lot of woods. Of a lot of woods. The woods, it is a hydra for it has many necks. But you know, even though it's cold, I have stuff that I'm looking forward to.

Hey, can I tell you? Hydra for it has many necks. But you know, even though it's cold, I have stuff that I'm looking forward to.

Hey, can I tell you?

I know that you meant that as a second way, but I should hope so.

I hope that it being cold doesn't mean like, and there's nothing for me in the future. No, but guess what happens this week?

February?

Uh-huh.

And it's a fun month of spell because there's a sneaky arm there.

And you're like, February, February.

Richardson is back.

Bridgetton is back.

And Valentine's Day.

Well, sure, yeah.

I'm sure you and I at about 9.30 p.m. on the 14th will go, oh, happy. Yeah, happy Valentine's Day. Yeah. Sorry, I didn't even. Oh, yeah. No, our children will not let us forget. It's just that Trees and I express our love to each other every day. Every day is Valentine's Day and our anniversary, because we often forget that too.

It's such a trope of like, oh, the husband always forgets.

But I remember one time I was signing a permission slip for BB and put the date on, and I was like,

10, 6, oh, hey!

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