the following conversation took place last night in the truck in line waiting for the ferry home (complete with tone inflection for the full effect)
me: IF YOU TOUCH YOUR BROTHER ONE MORE TIME I SWEAR I-
oops...wrong conversation...let's try that again...
me: (baiting) so, do you know what tomorrow is?
him: (distracted/slightly irritated) um, friday?
me: (standard) think again, sister...reach back into the recesses of your mind
him: (snarky yet slightly nervous) oh, shit...what am i forgetting?
me: (triumphant) august 4th?...ring any bells?
him: (relief/unfazed) oh, right...our wedding anniversary
me: (sarcastic/standard) well, it's a good thing i'm not one of those women who gets all worked up about anniversaries and gifts and stuff
him: (dry and right on/quickly becoming standard in relation to dealing with me) well you must be a little or else you wouldn't bring up the fact that you're not
the last american romantic, that one.
seriously, though, august 4th while it may be our wedding anniversary is not really our *true* anniversary...we consider our first date our true anniversary...not that august 4th isn't special because it is, but it comes with little fanfare...
our *true* anniversary falls in december and is actually celebrated in some fashion...not that i'll actually get anything on that day either, but i'm not one of those women anyway so i guess that's neither here nor there...
yesterday we went across the pond to the big city...all went well until the beast decided to pull a diva move and overheat...in traffic...on capitol hill...we pulled over...in a crosswalk...
blah blah blah and an hour later along with the tow truck driver it was figured out it was a wonky fuse that's supposed to keep a fan going to cool things down in relation to using the AC that was just fixed but sort of jury-rigged with the fan deal until a better solution was found...
yeah.
so i carry a box of fuses and a jug of coolant until we figure it out...i love my truck...and i am getting schooled...
i can't figure out if the beast is a girl or a boy...usually my vehicles have been girls up until now...there wasn't any question...but my truck, well it's hard to figure...because it's big and it's loud and the tires are definitely as my friend mis says "good god y'all!"...
but it's also a really good looking truck (almost too pretty) and it's got some really distinct quirks...diva-like quirks if you ask me...it demands and commands attention...it's had some work done to look the way it does, yet at heart it is what it's always been meant to be...
i suspect it's a big old beautiful drag queen who could easily kick your ass...in heels...
i do know that it's a good thing my new age sensitive male husband is such a MAN...it's always good to have one around...especially while brokedown in a crosswalk on the corner of 12th and pike...
and the best part?...one of my favorite high octane breweries was only one block away from said crosswalk...
why don't we live in the city again?...i forget...
so today is our wedding anniversary and the successful finish of our first week of school...we'll toast this morning with our usual friday donuts and grill some steaks later on...it's family movie night as well so after dinner we will be found gathered around the television...
sugar? check!
red meat? check!
television? check!
just another day in the life of the american family...
all scoffing aside, considering what other families in other necks of the world are doing together today, me and mine are the luckiest friggin' people in the world...i usually consider us so, but lately i've felt this more and more...
regardless of where you are in your life this friday, august 4th, hold your loved ones tight and be glad you aren't in the middle east...
dumb dumb de dumb.
x.
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