Flippy - I Rant, You Read
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Happy Valentine’s Day - A TV Kind O’ Love
I didn’t buy you anything pretty. I didn’t buy you any chocolate. Or a card. If you’d like, picture one of those jewelry commercials, with our pets lined up on the stairs eavesdropping on us. You can hear them saying to each other, “Look Nancy-Mom is kneeling on the floor. I think she’s going to give Lammie something sparkly and pretty, in a little box. Oh wait, she’s just bending over picking up the TV Guide she dropped. Uh oh, she can’t get up. Aw, man, birds - go back to your cages. Dogs - to your respective corners of the house. Yes, Dante, you too. Cats, back to shedding and sleeping in the bonus room. Nancy-Mom ruined the whole fake glory of Valentine’s Day. What a bitch, man.”
Um, so I’m not getting you jewelry to prove my love. I’m getting up in the wee hours of the morning to take our newly adopted cat to the vet for an MRI and perhaps liver biopsy. Then, I’m taking you Starbucks for a Chantico. Then, I’ll be changing bird waters and giving Phoenix her pills, and possibly even wiping Cricket’s butt.
Money would certainly make things easier, but nothing could make things better than they already are. Negative, my ass. 
Even though I didn’t buy you anything (although I did sell my hair…), that doesn’t mean we don’t have a tv kind o’ love. It just means we don’t have a tv kind o’ bank account…yet. You’re a great girlie, but more importantly, my best friend. (sniff, sniff)
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Mudpuppy on 02/14 at 12:29 AM
