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GRAVY! life imitates flamingoes 2007-05-31 — 10:24 p.m. |
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parts of Yonkers are actually really, really beautiful. I was wandering around my neighborhood talking to Dave on the phone and gosh, it was just gorgeous out there. i love it when petals or small leaves fall from trees like you're in a snowglobe but with petals or small leaves ... just beautiful. i like me and dave's new house. it's far away from my old place, and it will require driving one of these days, and it's not the nicest neighborhood on the planet, but the house is cute and we have funny neighbors and it's our place, not my place or his place or, most importantly any place where ryan ever lived or organized things or decorated. speaking of decorating, dave bought me a lawn flamingo for my early birthday present. let me tell you a little bit about this deal here. ps - i'm using my parents' computer, which has 2 functioning shift keys, but i've gotten so used to not shifting i see no reason to start now. i thought i might in that first paragraph, but screw it. ok, i'm back to the part about lawn flamingoes. when ryan and i first started dating, we were very much in that lovey-dovey stage for a good while, mostly because we never saw each other. at any rate, when we were talking about how we might live together one day, i asked him if i could have a lawn flamingo. his response was, and i am quoting exactly here, "you can have anything you want!" he was being genuine. he genuinely wanted me to have anything that would make me happy, and i'm not just being goofy or coy when i say all i've ever really wanted in my place of residence was a lawn flamingo in the front yard. anyhoo, as time went by, this promise of anything i wanted (and let me remind you that a single lawn flamingo in the front yard was really all that I wanted) became whittled down to ryan letting me have either a lawn flamingo out of sight in the back yard OR a teeny-tiny one (like the size of a cocktail umbrella) in some inconspicuous place in the front yard. sad, no? but i agreed, because that's just what i did. so when dave and i were first dating (yeah, all those many weeks ago), i asked him if he had any aversion to lawn flamingoes, and he replied with something like "hey, if it gives the house some personality, i'm all for them." So i told him the sad story of my truncated love for plastic renditions of nature's most ostentatious waterfowl. well ... here i am in my new house with dave ... and there's a package ... and it's not my birthday yet, but he gives it to me ... and guess what it is? not just any lawn flamingo ... it's a LAWN FLAMINGO THAT COMES WITH OUTFITS. Yes. NINE OUTFITS. You can change the outfits depending on what season it is. You can dress it as a turkey for thanksgiving, as uncle sam for the fourth of july, as a leprechaun for st. patrick's day ... i'm in absolute awe of it. i didn't even know they made these ... we have it in a hula outfit right now. with dave, not only do i get my flamingo, but he likes it too ... and what's more, it's not just a flamingo, it's the most amazing flamingo i've ever seen ... and it's not only that it's more than i ever thought i would have, it's more than i ever knew even existed ... seriously. seriously. this is incoherent in a way, because i really want some coke (the brown bubbly stuff, not the white powdery stuff) and i'm trying to break my addiction, but it's hard, and i've turned to m&ms instead, and that's not good either. ok, my brother just got here ... i'm going to go say hi. i am really, truly happy. |
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