Friday, December 31, 2010

We're going to the Gun Show!

OMG, does that title stir the same excitement in you that it does in me?!

Can you hear my sarcasm?!

I've been promising the Man that we'd go to this particular Gun Show ever since I poo-poo'd his attempt to get me to the GOOD Gun Show after Thanksgiving.  Now it's time to pay up and I'm all, "Dang".

What in the hell am I supposed to do at a gun show?  I hate the slow-walking - you know what I'm talking about, don't you?  That slow, shuffle-walk people do at the fair and at flea markets and car shows and anywhere else there's a large number of people trying to look at things displayed on the little tables.  Good Lord, it makes me want to scream.

And poor, sweet Jimi.  He loves to shop.  He'll need to look at every little thing, even if he's not planning on coming home with more than a few boxes of ammo.

And I'll get grumpy and bitchy and huffy and puffy and be pissed off that he drug me to the Gun Show.

But it's the last day of 2010, and I ain't sending this year out like that.  I'll do some deep breathing and meditation in the shower to help get my head in a place where I'm not going to want to rip off his or anyone else's.  I'll go along with him and laugh and pretend to be interested in all the little things I don't recognize or understand the purpose of, and we'll have a great time and get some exercise at the same time.

And then tonight we'll get all pretty and go to the Alley Theater for the New Year's Eve party and we'll kiss at midnight and begin the next year of our lives.  Together, of course.

The things we do for love.

1 comment:

Please don't make me cry.


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