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Feeling left out o' the loop....
Nov. 24th, 2013 03:16 pm Am I the ONLY person in this corner of LJ fandom who DIDN'T watch the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary special? (Apparently my "inner Willow I hate to
be left out Rosenberg" has come out topla pout. Which gives me pause....)
Aaaaaaannnnnnddddd in other non-whiny new o' my life, my sweetie ordered a new computer today. Last we she bought me new twin bed to replace the one that got crispy-fried in August. First pillow-top mattress I've had! Plus new sheet and down comforter. I felt a wee bit self-conscious about it as "her bed" because like most things in our home, she purchased it. (She has a job, I'm unemployed.). But she called it mine.
Sometimes I am reminded all over again why I love her and what's kept us together for nigh on 17 years. I suspect our relationship mightn't look functional to any one else, and it sure as hell doesn't fit any neat ideals in the self-help books. But it works in it's own strange way - we get by. At the end of the day all we have is everything we are.
(And at the end of the day, maybe that's why I love Buffy&Spike in all their screwed-up, messy, sometimes tender, sometimes terrible glory? It's something I can recognize, feel, understand. The rest of the world be damned.)
be left out Rosenberg" has come out to
Aaaaaaannnnnnddddd in other non-whiny new o' my life, my sweetie ordered a new computer today. Last we she bought me new twin bed to replace the one that got crispy-fried in August. First pillow-top mattress I've had! Plus new sheet and down comforter. I felt a wee bit self-conscious about it as "her bed" because like most things in our home, she purchased it. (She has a job, I'm unemployed.). But she called it mine.
Sometimes I am reminded all over again why I love her and what's kept us together for nigh on 17 years. I suspect our relationship mightn't look functional to any one else, and it sure as hell doesn't fit any neat ideals in the self-help books. But it works in it's own strange way - we get by. At the end of the day all we have is everything we are.
(And at the end of the day, maybe that's why I love Buffy&Spike in all their screwed-up, messy, sometimes tender, sometimes terrible glory? It's something I can recognize, feel, understand. The rest of the world be damned.)
