Mister Wonderful is taking me to San Diego for the weekend of our birthdays. It's not for several days yet, so while we have eachother's gifts in hand... neither one knows what their gift is, and neither one will receive said gift until the day of the birthday.
Okay... okay... I know that he got me a new bicycle. A Giant Cypress. But he won't let me have it. [stomp!] Not yet. So it was raining the other night and he said that my new bike was on his front porch getting wet. The next day, there was an earthquake and he said it got crushed in the rubble (only a 3.2, folks). Today he said that wolves were tearing it apart with their bare teeth.
(before anyone gets concerned about our relationship... know that we really tease eachother in good nature. I laughed so hard about what happened next, I'm still filled with glee).
And then... he sent me a picture of a rusty broken-down bike without wheels. The caption said "All that's left" So I sent him a picture of a cowpie with mushrooms growing on it. The caption said "Yours". His reply was a picture of an explosion exclaiming "Oops". Mine was an artist's rendering of the big bang. His was a rendering of a black hole. And then I won: a photograph of this woman that tried to get him fired once at work, simply because she disagreed with his viewpoints.
Truth: I googled her but didn't find a picture. But damn... I'd have "won" had I found the piccy.
Anyways, M.W. makes me so full of joy! He has a zest for life that can't be put under a bushel (no!).
Peace,
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Any man who fills your heart with glee, dear sis, is a keeper, AND worth his weight in gold.
GOLD I TELL YA!
Gold.
I agree totally with Jayleigh...now, I just need to find my own Mr. Wonderful! lol
Happy Birthday in case I forget. I think Jayleigh said your guys b'day is the 29th? Miny is in 2 days - the 20th. I'm a lot older than you guys...well, not THAT much older (according to Jayleigh), but still...I'll be 37!
For the record: age doesn't count! You're as young as you feel.
M.W. is 23 years and 6 days older than me. He acts like his soul is 12. Mine is 17 or else 3, depending on whether or not I can get my way!
The truth is, someone who can touch your inner child is valuable because that child stops being alone, and starts to come out in everyday life.
Don't think I'm full of some kind of psychobabble: quite the opposite. It's just that we're all searching, longing to feel loved and accepted as a whole person. (Dunno about you, but my whole person does not always act like an adult).
Anyways, age does not matter to me. Looks don't matter much. The greatest birthday present you can give yourself is to find your happiness and let it shine through your life.
Happy Birthday today, to Ant Liza, R&R, on the 20th to Shelley, 23rd to M.W. and 29th to me and Jayleigh (me first because I was born first)
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