Whitewater
12-02-2007, 08:36 PM
So, had to share this . . .
First of all I am not the sort of person whom, when one thinks of sentiment or sap or going all gooey-eyed, springs immediately to mind. I am more likely to come to mind when people think of a 'tough broad'. I'm pretty cynical, been around the block enough times to have worn out a few pairs of shoes, and even my father, when asked to describe me, calls me 'resilient'.
Happy-fluffy-gooey I am not!
But . . . the holidays are here and it's the first time since 1996 that I've had somebody special to share them with and all of a sudden my insides have turned to pure marshmallow.
For example -- I cooked a Thanksgiving turkey (finishing up at 2:30am!) merely because it would be our first Thanksgiving together as an engaged couple and I wanted it to be special.
Similarly, I am putting up our tree today (finally! There's time to do it!) even as we speak and he will help with the decorating but he suddenly announced that he was off to the grocery store and did I want anything? Fruit, please, also diet soda and two boxes of colored lights (somehow mine have been eaten by the Moving Gods). So off he goes.
And instead of finishing the tree, or even working on it - - -here I am waiting for him to come back so that we can finish it together! Because it's our first tree and first Christmas and all . . .
I am a certifiable sap. Yes, I am.
Whitewater
First of all I am not the sort of person whom, when one thinks of sentiment or sap or going all gooey-eyed, springs immediately to mind. I am more likely to come to mind when people think of a 'tough broad'. I'm pretty cynical, been around the block enough times to have worn out a few pairs of shoes, and even my father, when asked to describe me, calls me 'resilient'.
Happy-fluffy-gooey I am not!
But . . . the holidays are here and it's the first time since 1996 that I've had somebody special to share them with and all of a sudden my insides have turned to pure marshmallow.
For example -- I cooked a Thanksgiving turkey (finishing up at 2:30am!) merely because it would be our first Thanksgiving together as an engaged couple and I wanted it to be special.
Similarly, I am putting up our tree today (finally! There's time to do it!) even as we speak and he will help with the decorating but he suddenly announced that he was off to the grocery store and did I want anything? Fruit, please, also diet soda and two boxes of colored lights (somehow mine have been eaten by the Moving Gods). So off he goes.
And instead of finishing the tree, or even working on it - - -here I am waiting for him to come back so that we can finish it together! Because it's our first tree and first Christmas and all . . .
I am a certifiable sap. Yes, I am.
Whitewater