Tuesday, February 17, 2009

If I only could ...

... chaperone field trips and help with class parties the way G wants me to.

... not feel guilty about staying home with her when she's sick.

... meet her after school with a plate of cookies.

... never miss work because it's a school holiday.

... or because I have to wait for a repairman.

... or for half a dozen other reasons.

... always get home before dark.

... serve balanced meals that we eat at the table, not in front of the TV.

... skip doing errands and go to the park on Saturday.

... see a movie in the theater that is not rated PG.

... do a better job at everything.

... be in two places at once.

... travel in time and space.

... change reality.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Ain't nothin' like the real thing, baby

In the almost 13 years we were together, P gave me lots of nice gifts: an iPod, a cell phone, a ring set with an heirloom diamond. But in honor of the holiday, let me show you the gift that stands out above all the others in my memory:







He and I had been talking about our favorite childhood foods one day, and I'd gone on at some length about how I had loved Hostess lemon pies, but hadn't been allowed to have them often because my mother had (correctly) thought they were egregiously terrible junk food.

The following evening, he went out to pick up a few things at the supermarket, and when he came back, he whipped a Hostess lemon pie out of a bag and said, "I saw this and had to get it for you."

Screw trying to impress people with flowers and candy. That's love!

Happy Valentine's Day. :)

Friday, February 06, 2009

AWOL

Why I have not been around much lately:

A.) I was abducted by aliens and mistakenly returned to a cow pasture in Idaho. I had to hike back and am posting this from a wireless hot spot at the Burger King in Truth or Consequences, New Mexico.

B.) I won 46 million dollars at Powerball, and G and I have been busy buying out toy stores, going on cruises, and throwing fistfuls of cash in the air like Scrooge McDuck.

C.) We're moving in two weeks, and all the available brain space that isn't dedicated to work, school and laundry has been consumed by moving-related decisions, leaving me without the mental wherewithal to compose posts.

Feel free to choose the most entertaining option rather than the most plausible one. I know I would. :)