Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
I love you, Jake Ryan
Happy Belated Birthday to my boyfriend, Michael Schoeffling. Only you saw the swan hiding behind middle school fashion disasters, thick glasses, and braces. I love that you are secure enough in our relationship to keep it a secret, and that you don't feel compelled to jump on couches at an Oprah taping. You light up my life, baby.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Give some VD love
Happy Valentine's Day, lovers! I myself am not a huge fan of VD (either meaning). I don't hate it or run screaming from it like either one of my husbands, but I don't really embrace it either.
The Spouse hates having to live up to VD expectations. And, I'll admit, I expect flowers for VD. (I don't care who gets them for me. I'll buy them myself if I have to.) But I don't expect nor want jewelry or gigantic stuffed animals. A fancy dinner would be nice, but that's only because I really like to eat. The Other Spouse hates VD because he is a hopeless romantic who hasn't found that special someone to spend the day with, but I keep holding out hope. I strongly support gay marriage because one day I hope he marries a well connected rich man with a beach house and has a full open bar at the wedding.
But now I have two men in my life who adore Valentine's Day. I received the most awesome pinch pot yesterday. I was going to bring it in to my office to join the other made-with-love pottery in my collection, however, Batman decided it should stay home and reside in our new "collection cabinet" where the only other occupant is a box of spare hardware.
Tell me this doesn't melt your heart:
It is quite possibly the best VD gift I have ever received, aside from my stuffed dog Jojo that I received when I was 7 and slept with for many years until the Skye Dog destroyed him in an episode I like to call "The Rise of the Phoenix." But that's a story for another time.
I spent my lunch hour running around downtown trying to find the perfect (not too expensive, not too extravagant) gifts for them for VD. I found light up battery powered spinning tops that look like UFOs. I think they will be a hit. They are also each getting a frosted sugar cookie. I think that's pretty good.
The Spouse hates having to live up to VD expectations. And, I'll admit, I expect flowers for VD. (I don't care who gets them for me. I'll buy them myself if I have to.) But I don't expect nor want jewelry or gigantic stuffed animals. A fancy dinner would be nice, but that's only because I really like to eat. The Other Spouse hates VD because he is a hopeless romantic who hasn't found that special someone to spend the day with, but I keep holding out hope. I strongly support gay marriage because one day I hope he marries a well connected rich man with a beach house and has a full open bar at the wedding.
But now I have two men in my life who adore Valentine's Day. I received the most awesome pinch pot yesterday. I was going to bring it in to my office to join the other made-with-love pottery in my collection, however, Batman decided it should stay home and reside in our new "collection cabinet" where the only other occupant is a box of spare hardware.
Tell me this doesn't melt your heart:
It is quite possibly the best VD gift I have ever received, aside from my stuffed dog Jojo that I received when I was 7 and slept with for many years until the Skye Dog destroyed him in an episode I like to call "The Rise of the Phoenix." But that's a story for another time.
I spent my lunch hour running around downtown trying to find the perfect (not too expensive, not too extravagant) gifts for them for VD. I found light up battery powered spinning tops that look like UFOs. I think they will be a hit. They are also each getting a frosted sugar cookie. I think that's pretty good.
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