August 2, 2008

• There's a shortage of perfect breasts...

  I have to tell you.  I love The Princess Bride.  LOVE it.  I know I'm one of a throng of people who adore it.  But still.  I really really love it.  I"ve watched it well over 100 times in my life.  It's my comfort movie.  The movie I know by heart.  Word for word.  Line for line.  Last night, it played at Movies at the Mural at Seattle Center.  So we went with a bunch of people.  And I was so so happy.  I realized while sitting there, that part of my happiness was due to the movie (of course) and part of it was due to the great group of friends we have.  We all just click so well.  And I was looking at them, smiling..my girls arm around me and The Princess Bride playing on a chilly summer night...it was perfect.  I'm so so glad July is over, because the month was stocked full of stress and moving and overtime.  Now it's unpacking.  Which is okay.  And August has started off in the best ways possible.

  When Amy got home last night, before we rushed out to see the movie (and after I spent the afternoon at the spa..thank you corporate america!), she brought me a notebook, with cherry blossoms on the front.  She wrote on the inside of the cover..."I know you use those things called computers, but I thought that sometime in the next kajillion years, i may inspire you to take pen to paper, even if it's for a grocery list, or for directions to said grocery store".. (and then mushy stuff).  But really, it just struck me...how fucking sweet she is.  She knows it's the little things.  Like notebooks, or wild flowers in one hand, and a beer in another as I pull into the driveway.  I'm lucky.  And I won't take that for granted.  Promise.

  Now I have to try to work.  Only bad side, these shoes are killing me, and it's only 9am.  Bright side, I can take them off under my desk!

  Hope everything in your world is exactly how you want it to be, or close.

   

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