Kevin just called to tell me that each of the three things he set out to do this morning has backfired. 1. Pick up new frames for glasses: Clinic office is closed. 2. Purchase new bike tire: Forgot to take tire measurements. 3. Cash checks: Forgot to bring checks.
And while he's been driving around town gathering frustration, I've been sitting here for an hour and a half with my own dilemma. I'm ordering a cake for my sister's bridal shower next weekend, and there needs to be something written on the cake. I've googled, asked Jeeves, searched TheKnot, Brides, Party411, and Weddings, and even brought out Kevin's thesaurus ("happiness, n. 1. cheerfulness, gladness, gaiety, gayness..." 'Wishing you gayness' ? Nah.). Then I took ten minutes to think about the very idea of writing on cakes. An evil concept, to be sure. I ate lunch, then figured that if I'm stuck for words, surely a blog post would help clear the synapses. Either that, or I'll buy some colorful sprinkles and dump them on the top of the cake at the last minute to cover up my inadequacy. Sigh.
I would also like to note proudly that twice this week, I woke up on an entirely different planet. Kevin, having another one of his 'notions', as I call them, has been waking up at 5:30 am. I'm usually up around 6:15 and Kevin follows around 7 after much prodding and tempting with food and tea. But twice this week at 6 am I encountered Kevin in our living room, fully dressed, humming along to a concerto and folding laundry.
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Jen, I just discovered your blog! I love it! I also think that "Wishing you gayness" will be all the rage as soon as In Style picks it up.
Jen and I were talking earlier, and we also like "wishing you a gay marriage."
Too. Awesome.
Today, I was reading a copy of a letter a Bangladeshi colleague of mine in Dubai wrote to a passenger whose bag we mislaid. The letter profusely apologized to her "for the incontinence we caused you".....
( I knew she was pissed but.....:-)
Dad.
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