.....it's mushy. This is an excerpt from my online courtship with SB. This is part of what we were writing to each other 4 years ago today.
June 26, 2003
***********UPDATE/CORRECTION/WHATEVER**********
We interrupt your regularly scheduled glimpse into my private life for this update. In talking to SB on the phone this afternoon, I was caught completely off guard. Very unusual. SB & I are the only two peas in this pod. Hmmmmm.
I asked if he had been to the blog today. "Yes," he replied. "No comment?" I asked. "To tell you the truth, I wasn't too terribly pleased." WOW! You could have knocked me over with a feather. You know those words don't come out of his mouth too often when talking to me! We talked for a few minutes more while I came to terms with the fact that I had called his reaction totally wrong. At first I assumed he was upset because something might have given away his real identity (which I guard jealously). But no......he felt that these IMs should stay between us.
So, since I am the best damn bedwarmer ever issued by the Department of Defense (to the best damn sailor there is)........I am removing this promptly.
Yes, Princess Crabby loves to *flash*..........but sometimes I forget.......this is not *my* thing to share.........it's *our* thing. So I will draw the curtains.
****************THAT IS ALL*************
I kept as many of these as I could. We had some computer expert tell my boss in the fall of '03 that even the saved instant messages could cause viruses and one weekend when I was out, she erased them all. She was an asshat. I saw to it that we got a new computer person right after that.
But what I was able to keep, I re-read. Especially on the anniversary of the day.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
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Piffle.
That's not mush -- this si mush:
"John."
"Marcia."
"Oooooh, John..."
"Oooooh, Marcia..."
"John, John, John!"
"Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!"
...ad infinitum -- and beyond!
Ummm -- that si mush and *are* mush, too.
Dadgum paper cut on my typing thumb...
Oh? It's some kind of war wound when you make a spelling error....but mine is a contagious disease.
Humph!
Huh - and he made fun of me for "knoa". Typing injury, my behind.
The only reason I didn't vomit is because I can relate. ; ) I would share emails like that with our friend Laura, who sees Chris like a brother, just to get an adverse reaction.
I like how your posting of deleted, saucy excerpts comes at the same time you put a photo of the back of your head! There's a joke in there somewhere.
At least you can't kvetch that my comments aren't germane to the post.
Ummmm, well, actually, you *can* -- you pay the rent on this place, after all...
For what's worth, I side with SB on this one, maybe it's an xy thing or something...
I don't have an opinion on the rightness/wrongness either way, but SB's reaction is understandable.
Still, I was glad to have the glimpse I did. It's a lovely testament to two people who obviously are well-matched and adore each other. Gives the rest of us hope that such relationships exist outside the pages of a book... ;)
Bill - what can I say.....have fun in NJ.
Barb - Never let him forget.
Pia - Of course there's a joke in there.......there's always a joke here.
Anthony - SB concurs.
FbL - I told SB you comment and he pronounced it "very sweet".
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