...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Friday, February 13, 2009

...and the love song never stops

For not stopping me when you come home to find me dancing wildly in the kitchen to INXS' Don't Change, whether there's music actually playing or not.

For being the quiet to my loud.

For not calling me out on my overzealous use of the rock hands.

For explaining the finer points of time travel to me. I guess things are really starting to pay off for you since you began watching LOST for the first time ever in the middle of season four.

For being the one who makes the RSVP calls when the boys get invited to birthday parties.

(Better yet) For being the one who goes to the birthday parties and sticks around with the other parents, none of whom you know, when you know it would freak me out.

For giving me sons who look like you. And, well, like me. Basically, for the way we look scarily related.

For looking at me every time something marginally funny happens on a television program or movie to see if I "got it," even though, honestly, dude, that annoys the hell out of me.

For letting me have the last slice of leftover pizza when what I made for dinner sucks, even though I know you really want it.

For keeping up the boys' Webkinz sites even when you're out of town, even though I think you secretly like it.

For asking me if I was hungry for a banana when we realized we were alone in the living room last night and had been watching Curious George for 20 minutes.

For calling me five times from Wal-Mart to ask me if we need generic goldfish crackers, do they still make generic goldfish crackers, where are they, how many boxes do we need, do I know that the price went up, and once again on your way home to tell me you forgot to buy them.

For thinking you're so fantastic at Guitar Hero. Strike that. For believing me when I tell you you're so fantastic at Guitar Hero, even though it is I, Tricia Thongs, who rocks this bitch out! P.S. - Rock hands would be going up here.

For not mentioning the two-inch stripe of glaringly dark hair running down the center of my head in stark contrast with the rest of my look.

For laughing at me when I came home from the hairstylist last fall with 1970s Dolly Parton hair, even though I'd called you in tears (granted, brought on by my own laughing) and begged you not to.

For no longer bombarding me with requests to play Facebook games with you.


For accepting the fact you're pretty much stuck with me.


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47 Comments:

Blogger Pgoodness said...

aww..that was sweet!

(and my hubs and I look scarily related too)

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:20:00 AM  
Blogger Kat said...

That was so so so sweet. I thought my husband was the only one who looked over to see if I "got it". We are in good company FADKOG!

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:22:00 AM  
Blogger Betsey Booms said...

Ah, good love notes...

And while I think Don't Change is one of their best songs, I tend to get caught Falling Down the Mountain and Kissing Dirt!

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:23:00 AM  
Blogger Under the Influence said...

Very sweet. And can we know more about that Dolly Parton hair?

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:24:00 AM  
Blogger Prefers Her Fantasy Life said...

Too sweet! Sometimes I forget that there are people out there with good marriages.

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:31:00 AM  
Blogger Wonderful World of Weiners said...

Awesome...simply awesome.

Hallie :)

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:39:00 AM  
Blogger Michele said...

Isn't it nice to find someone that puts up with all our little quirks?

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:42:00 AM  
Blogger cIII said...

Curious George always makes me horny as well.

Must some weird, deep seated, Simian thing.

Funny. Freud never mentioned that.

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:50:00 AM  
Blogger kaila said...

I have the same stripe problem, but my guy likes to point it out.

All of your points are very valid, and very sweet.

Happy V-day!

Friday, February 13, 2009 9:01:00 AM  
Blogger Legallyblondemel said...

Hooray. So well said.

PS - My own personal husband is under strict orders, which he usually goes along with, to never refer to the 2-inch stripe down the center of my scalp, nor to refer to my hair as anything other than "naturally beautiful."

Friday, February 13, 2009 9:33:00 AM  
Blogger Cocotte said...

That looking alike thing seems to happen after a while. Scary, ain't it?
Happy Valentine's Day, FADKOG...a very enjoyable post!

Friday, February 13, 2009 9:37:00 AM  
Blogger Chas said...

That was so sweet. My husband has to wait about 20 seconds to look and see if I got it, because if I did, that's just about how long it takes to "sink in". AND he'd be wink wink nudge nudging me while asking me if I wanted said banana.

What a wonderful Valentine present/tradition.

Friday, February 13, 2009 10:11:00 AM  
Blogger Brandie said...

I am so happy to hear that I am not the only one that is stricken mute by the RSVP line in a party invitation. I make my husband call too.

I think us introverts are naturally drawn to the extroverts. It's a form of self-preservation. Right?
-Rug's Bug-

Friday, February 13, 2009 10:36:00 AM  
Blogger Meg said...

Yeah, that's why we keep 'em. For all that. Can't wait until my own is "stuck with me". Happy Valentine's day to you and Tool Man!

Friday, February 13, 2009 10:48:00 AM  
Blogger Always Home and Uncool said...

I defer all flirtations with faDkog today out of respect for the Tool Man. Peace, brother.

Friday, February 13, 2009 11:13:00 AM  
Blogger Christina Lee said...

um, can he come over and explain the Lost time travel stuff to me now? That was Tres' Sweet!!!!

Friday, February 13, 2009 11:31:00 AM  
Blogger Desmond Jones said...

Awww, you guys are so sweet; thanks. . .

And we need photos of the DP Hair. . .

\m/ \m/

Friday, February 13, 2009 12:17:00 PM  
Blogger Heather said...

This is my favorite post you've written to far, and there have been some damn fine ones.

Friday, February 13, 2009 12:53:00 PM  
Blogger Bee said...

OHMYGOD!!! "For looking at me every time something marginally funny happens on a television program or movie to see if I "got it," even though, honestly, dude, that annoys the hell out of me."

My hubs does the same thing to me and I'm all "I have a brain! Of course I got it!" Which then pisses us both off and cancels out the funny. I guess love IS blind because I love my man too... ;o)

Friday, February 13, 2009 1:25:00 PM  
Blogger Mariah said...

That was sweet. My finace gives me that ' you got it look ' too. Do they think we're idiots?

Friday, February 13, 2009 1:31:00 PM  
Blogger Laggin said...

I love the way you describe your relationship. It seems very special. And I do not mean "special" in a short bus kind of way.

Friday, February 13, 2009 2:36:00 PM  
Anonymous TwoBusy said...

In the words of Michael Bolton, no-talent ass clown, "Love is a wonderful thing."

Friday, February 13, 2009 4:30:00 PM  
Blogger Sailor said...

Soo sweet, I love reading about why you appreciate your tool-man.

Friday, February 13, 2009 5:04:00 PM  
Blogger Zip n Tizzy said...

Mine is always trying to explain the workings of the universe to me, but I refuse to watch battlestar gallactica.

The generic goldfish bit is hysterical. Are you having withdrawls?

Friday, February 13, 2009 5:28:00 PM  
Blogger The Savage said...

Now I wanna marry him.
Lusting you anyways....

Friday, February 13, 2009 5:42:00 PM  
Blogger Dana's Brain said...

Love your love notes. Makes me want to leave some of my own. Um, to my husband that is - on my own blog. Not that I don't have love notes for you...

Friday, February 13, 2009 6:34:00 PM  
Blogger Dawg said...

Kudos!

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:13:00 PM  
Blogger Chag said...

Wait! He makes all the RSVP calls?

Can I marry him?

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:48:00 PM  
Anonymous bejewell said...

You guys are totally gonna do it now, aren't you?

"Dad, I think he's gonna pork her."
"He's not gonna pork her, Russ."
"I think he's gonna."
"He may pork her, finish your breakfast."

Friday, February 13, 2009 8:56:00 PM  
Blogger Mandy Lou said...

Awwww, to sweet!

Friday, February 13, 2009 9:12:00 PM  
Blogger Mary Ellen said...

He sounds absolutely perfect for you!

Sorry to hear you are still sick. If it is the same crud that I have, you'll feel like you're getting better, only to be smacked down for several more days. Oh, and the cough? Never goes away.

Friday, February 13, 2009 9:54:00 PM  
Anonymous Redneck Mommy said...

If you ever get sick of the Toolman, send him my way.

He sounds like my kind of guy.

Have a happy v-day darlin.

Friday, February 13, 2009 10:19:00 PM  
Blogger Heather said...

What a lovely note. I love the Wal-Mart story.

Friday, February 13, 2009 10:35:00 PM  
Anonymous Kelley said...

awwwwww, so damn cute I could vomit.

Saturday, February 14, 2009 4:34:00 AM  
Blogger Petra a.k.a The Wise (*Young*) Mommy said...

So awesome. These are all great reasons to stick with this one.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Saturday, February 14, 2009 9:23:00 AM  
Blogger Chris Wood said...

Sweet. Enjoy the day.

Saturday, February 14, 2009 11:41:00 AM  
Blogger blissfully caffeinated said...

Gee, you're so nice to your husband. That sets a bad precedent for the rest of us.

And that's my favorite INXS song.

Saturday, February 14, 2009 12:29:00 PM  
Blogger The Stiletto Mom said...

That is so sweet...and sarcastic and funny which makes me love this post!

Tool Man sounds like an awesome guy...Happy Valentines Day!

Saturday, February 14, 2009 4:18:00 PM  
Blogger motherbumper said...

The more Valentine posts I read, the more my husband lands in the doghouse. Damn you are lucky (and that makes me happy).

Saturday, February 14, 2009 7:12:00 PM  
Blogger Sherendipity said...

omg, the birthday party thing? if my kids were younger i would totally hunt you down and steal him from you.

Saturday, February 14, 2009 8:16:00 PM  
Blogger kimmyk said...

awwww aren't you just precious!?!

lmao @ your rock hands! i totally rock it out on my phone to guitar hero. of course i am the only one who thinks so....but i refuse to listen to those people. (people = my teenagers!)

hope you had a great love fest!

Sunday, February 15, 2009 6:35:00 AM  
Blogger iMommy said...

Well that's beautiful AND funny - just like you!

Yeah, I'm sappy. Hormones do that to me.

Sunday, February 15, 2009 4:04:00 PM  
Blogger Melissa said...

Nice work - you got a good one (and so did he)! I hope you both had a wonderful Valentine's Day.

Sunday, February 15, 2009 5:13:00 PM  
Blogger Real Live Lesbian said...

How sweet! Hope you two had a wonderful weekend!

Monday, February 16, 2009 10:36:00 AM  
Blogger Mandy said...

That's a great summary -- you've inspired me for next year. Happy belated Valentine's day.

Monday, February 16, 2009 2:54:00 PM  
Blogger American in Norway said...

Sooo cute! Hubby & I look alot a like too... is that weird?

Thursday, February 19, 2009 5:33:00 AM  
Blogger LyN said...

thank you for creating a BIG grin on my face just by this entry alone. endearing yet hilarious. truly i can relate to some. :)

Friday, February 27, 2009 3:26:00 AM  

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