| Since you have come this far, it is assumed that you now have a sweetie and have returned the cute dog that you borrowed in order to meet someone. |
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OWNERS' MANUAL
| Since you have come this far, it is assumed that you now have a sweetie and have returned the cute dog that you borrowed in order to meet someone. |
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Unlike The Bachelor, Survivor, American Idol, etc., you won't have to wait to identify the Smitten winners. Tag, you're it!
When wearing a Smitten chances are the two of you are out of doors away from chores, away from TV, away from computers and the telephone (Uh-uh, no cellphone allowed). Fresh air is good. Privacy and intimacy are better. Feel free to walk, talk, sit, nuzzle without any distractions or interference. Our engineers have designed the Smitten to allow you or your honey to pivot on the inner foot when the spirit moves you to cop a hug. (Intervals should not exceed five minutes.) Caution: you should come to a complete stop before engaging in nuzzling.
Silence is okay...for a while. But talk, too. If you love your honey, say so. And if you've got something bugging you, get it off your chest. Even if there are problems to resolve (and there always are) it's hard to hurt or be hurt when you're holding hands.
When you've run out of things to say, but don't want the mood to end, look back at some of your favorite shared moments. (My honey and I got lost in the mountains of Spain on our honeymoon and still giggle over it.) What were the songs you used to sing? If you're crunching along in the woods or the park and won't alert the noise pollution police, belt out any lyrics you can recall. Does one of these love songs bring back memories?
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly to-day
Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy-gifts fading away,
Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art,
Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still.
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own,
And they cheeks unprofaned by a tear,
That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known,
To which time will but make thee more dear;
No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close,
As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets,
The same look which she turned when he rose.
Thomas Moore
