“May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.”


"This report is maybe 12-years-old. Parliament buried it, and it stayed buried till River dug it up. This is what they feared she knew. And they were right to fear because there's a whole universe of folk who are gonna know it, too. They're gonna see it. Somebody has to speak for these people. You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. Sure as I know anything I know this, they will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground swept clean. A year from now, 10, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people . . . better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave." ~ Captain Malcom Reynolds

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Those Tender Moments

As some folks may have gathered over time, we don't do so much with holidays around here. Anniversary, birthdays, etc - sure... but the "Hallmark Holidays" as we call them, not so much. My wife & I just don't end up getting wrapped around a manufactured excuse for spending money (which I do just fine WITHOUT an excuse anyways) or pretending to care about someone. So they tend to sneak up on us at times.

Case in point would be Valentine's Day yet again. Last night before getting set for bed, as we discuss tentative weekend plans (as we are both still getting somewhat used to me actually being off on weekends and caring what day of the week it is,) I ask her if there is anything special she wanted to do for Valentine's.

Her response was a quick "Oh crap!" which took the load off my mind of not being the only one who had nothing prepared.

So after a few moment's discussion where we both agree neither of us needs or wants anything out of the ordinary she is still kind of annoyed at herself and I ask "Why?"

She replies that she's upset because she didn't help the kids get anything ready for me for the day.

Well, I can't help the smartass in me (I know, I'm horrible) and my response was "Sweety, I know that a lot of your family is from North Carolina and stuff, where getting your father/cousin a card is important, but really I don't want the kids getting me Valentine's Day stuff. It's kind of freaky!"

I won't share her response...


*Note to the family who reads this - just jokes people, just kidding!*
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2 comments:

Dori said...

And then your son's response this morning?

J: Is today Valentine's day?
Me: Yes.
J: This day?!
Me: Yes, this day.
J: But where are the papers for me to cut out the hearts? I NEED to cut out a heart for Daddy.

So, Mr. Smartypants, it is YOUR responsibility to explain to the Fruit of Your Loins why you find the idea of receiving Valentine's day stuff from said fruit icky.

Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day! Muah! (insert cute little heart here)

February 14, 2009 at 1:36 PM
Captain Tightpants said...

As long as we don't start them playing banjos I'm ok then...

Love ya!

February 14, 2009 at 5:46 PM

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