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Friday, August 28, 2009

It's "Snot" You, It's Me

The Hubbs and I celebrated our 17th year of marriage back on the 15th with a date night, which involved a swanky dinner for 2 and a movie. There is a back story, however, which is required for the following accounting of the evening. I've had a summer cold for the last few weeks. My nose is all stopped up and my eyes are all water-y. What makes me even more appealing is the fact that I sound like Gilda Radner when she portrayed her Lisa Lubner character on SNL. This, however, didn't stop me from trying to entice the Hubbs with a little make-out sesh before the movie started. So, I shot him one of my signature sideways looks accompanied by a raise of one eyebrow and a little coy smile - which is code for, "I'm ready for a smooch-fest." And, as luck would have it, it worked. As he made his move to give the kiss of the century (insert the swell of violins here) . . . I coughed . . . right in his face. The Ricola lozenge that I had been sucking on shot out of my mouth, ricocheted off his forehead, and landed in the hair of the lady seated in front of me. I immediately looked at the Hubbs, who was turning a lovely shade of purple and shaking uncontrollably in a fit of silent giggles. The mechanics of the throat are lost on me, apparently - "breathe air, swallow spit," I tell myself constantly. At that point, I figured my only option was to liberate the lozenge without her knowing it, because the only other person besides me and the Hubbs who was aware of this event was the guy 3 seats down who shot me a toothy grin while raising two thumbs-up gestures to his chest and nodded in a "what-a-loser-you-are" fashion. So, I stood up, bumped her seat pretending to leave to go to the bathroom, and thwacked the lozenge out of her hair. I apologized to her for the bump and continued on to the bathroom. When I returned, the Hubbs turned to me and began to say, "Hey, happy anni . . . .", he stopped short of finishing his sentence and had kind of a confused-disgusted expression on his face - I couldn't help but notice that his gaze was fixed on my nose. I didn't understand the look until I saw IT. I didn't have his view point, but I could see it - something slick, shiny and spherical, which was growing ever-larger as I breathed. It was an enormous bubble, of the mucus persuasion, looming from my left nostril, and it was the size of one of those clear hamster exercise balls.

Later that week, on our actual anniversary, the Hubbs presented me with a present . . . It was a gift certificate . . . for a flu shot . . . .

Aaahh, good times . . . good times . . . .

This post was triggered by a couple of fabulous gifts that were given to me by a darlin' creature named Stan. When I emailed him that I had received my gift, I mis-typed and wrote ". . . you are the darkin'-est creature." Stan Williams is the author of The Find, and my new all around best-est bud. He is not only fabulously gifted and talented, but is one of the most generous people I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. When Stan was here in July for a book signing, he presented me with an absolutely gorgeous version of one of his Hooch Bags. A vintage black purse was full of goodies like vintage nylons, a vintage French paperback book, and a French dictionary to help me make my way through the pages, since I don't speak French. Also included was a vintage Air France hand-held fan, along with a vintage French postcard inscribed with a dear note from him on the back, all of which are some of my most prized possessions. And, as if that weren't enough, I got an email last week telling me that something he ran across spoke my name and he was sending it to me - if you are keeping count, I'm 2 presents behind! He sent me the brightest, happiest vintage printed napkins from one of his favorite stores in NYC called Angel Thrift Shop. I requested that he stop being so wonderful already, and let me catch up!

Thank you so very much for all my lovely, thoughtful presents, Stan! I mean they're not a certificate for "a live virus" or anything, but they are truly appreciated and loved. You are "The Darkin'-est!"

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Jackie said...

Hi there! Thanks for stopping by my blog SPPN! LOVE your home tour! Did you do all the walls yourself? They look amazing!

Auntie Joy said...

Yikes! Hope you get over that cold... I thought things like that only happened to me... I of course had to read all the posts on this page, I love all of them but the blog to your niece is so very precious it sums up how I feel about mine as well. Thankfully she has her mom. When my boys lost their dad at 7,9 and 11 my sister was and still is their champion.

Shabby Cottage Shops said...

Thanks so much for stopping by my blog! I love yours and we are now following you! Love the pink chair!


Martina Masini said...

Hi, thanks for checking out my blog! I absolutely love your blog and your style.


Kellie Collis said...

Congratulations!! Fabulous blog too. thank you for coming by Ada & Darcy!

Amanda said...

Glad to see that romance is still very much alive, 17 years & going strong! Brunnel & I celebrated 20 years recently - yikes I must have been a child bride (!!!). I was feeling like a rarity.

Niesz Vintage Home said...

Hi LeAnn,
Thanks so much for stopping by my blog!
I knew your name (ID) looked familiar...I've been to your website and Etsy store before! Love it!

Funny anniversary story. :)
My hubby and I just celebrated our 17th at the begining of summer, too. Congratulations!


Chic Cottage Junk said...

Oh, my Heavens, I'm laughing out loud all by myself while reading this story. This is one of those things that you just can't make up! Thanks for the laugh.


Jodie LeJeune said...

Girl, you are so funny! I just love coming are hilarious!!!!
This was the perfect post to read at 6:30 in the morning!!!!
Stan's a sweetie for spoiling you like that~
everything vintage

Lyn said...

you have a wonderful little world here. thanks for saying hello!

Anonymous said...

OMG! At first I thought perhaps I had written that blog in some punch-drunk sleep walk! lol

And I thought things like that only happened to me! :D