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A few thoughts as 28 years end, and year 29 begins…

So, Cy and I spent dinner tonight talking. After 28 years together, that’s still my favorite part of us being together. Usually we’re laughing and joking, but I even appreciate those times when we argue. Let’s face it, he usually comes around to my side sooner or later! (Or maybe it’s the other way ’round, but who’s counting!)

I love that when we chose to become parents, we both dedicated ourselves to her. I love how she reflects both of us, and I love how she stands up to us. I love how her sense of humor reflects both of ours, yet stands independently alone as her own.

Cy, I love how working so closely with you these past two years feels like a fresh start, without forgetting the past. I love how you encourage me to new challenges. I love that twinkle in your eye that first caught my eye, and I love that I know I will see it tomorrow, and again and again for the next 29+ years. I love that we’ve grown up together, and I love that I believe that we’ll grow old together.

Happy anniversary!

Tonight, G made dinner…

She was obviously channeling Henry Ford. We could have any meal we liked, so long as it was a fried egg.

Daddy Cy had the SUV. I had the convertible. We both had a fried egg.

I think we’re both done with Ford for a long, long time.

(Ooooo, subtext!)

So, the key question is this:

Is “Dexter” being put out of my misery? Or am I being put out of “Dexter’s” misery?

There is a reason why for the past (n) weeks I’ve watched Dexter before “Breaking Bad”.

That reason? So that I would NOT waste energy screaming at the TV about how awful Dexter had become.

The ONLY saving grace in my life is eleven years old. Scott Buck, as a viewer of the show for 7 seasons, I deserve to watch some pain, some contrition. Instead, all I’ve seen has been safe, stable continuation of unbelievable premises. For shame!

At least Water White is going to stand up for what he is, and what he’s done. He’s a horrible human, but he is going to fight for his right to be human….

Not some lame caricature that resurrects himself with no connection to his past. Shame on you, Scott Buck. Had you cut that last lumberjack-off minute, you would have had a decent show. Shame on you.

And, yes. I expect the phrase “lumber-jackoff” to stick, and to apply to you for the rest of your career. You’re welcome.

Flattered twice in the past 24 hours…

G said two things:

  1. Everyone in the house, including the dog, loves my bread.
  2. I should stay home all day to bake bread. Apparently that’s worth more to her than my day job…

My fear is that when she learns that I don’t bake during the heat of summer, she’ll try to get me to move further north. That’s NOT going to happen…