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Star-Crossed Lovers

My Dearest Knitting Needles and Yarn,

The first time I saw you, it was love-at-first-sight.  We did everything together.  We laughed, we cried, and we even fought.

You were with me through thick and thin.

You allowed yourself to be humiliated while you went through airport scanners.  You even covered for me by lying low, under the seats of my car, until I could sneak you into the house without being seen.

And how have I repaid you?

I’ve ignored you…for another love…my students.

Oh, the shame of it.

I pass by you many times a day, and I see you longing for me.

What you might not see, as I make frenetic runs past you, is the desire in my eyes.

Oh yes.

You still make my heart go thumpity-thump.

You and I – we make beautiful music together.

It is not a fact lost on me, despite the fact that I can’t remember which end is up half the time.

I can only ask for your forgiveness and pray that we make the most of the fleeting moments we have together.

It will only be a short time before we can take a much-needed vacation together.  Please know that I long for the day when we can retire and grow old together, spending long days simply enjoying each other’s company.

Until then, we will have to remain star-crossed lovers.

In honor of our relationship, I dedicate the following song to you…

Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Wond’ring in the night what were the chances
We’d be sharing love before the night was through

Something in your eyes was so inviting
Something in you smile was so exciting
Something in my heart told me I must have you

Strangers in the night
Two lonely people, we were strangers in the night
Up to the moment when we said our first hello little did we know
Love was just a glance away, a warm embracing dance away

and

Ever since that night we’ve been together
Lovers at first sight, in love forever
It turned out so right for strangers in the night

Love was just a glance away, a warm embracing dance away

Ever since that night we’ve been together
Lovers at first sight, in love forever
It turned out so right for strangers in the night

With fondest love,

AuburnChick

The “L” Word

Soccer Chick used the “L” word yesterday.  And she didn’t use it when talking to me, her sweet mother, who was driving her to Carrabas to eat a delicious dinner after the first game of her tournament.

Nope…

Soccer Chick was on the phone with Guy Friend.

Guy Friend is the dude who’s been coming over a lot since the summer.  Guy Friend is the one she texts constantly.

Guy Friend is a soccer player…pretty good one at that.  And he’s a senior.  And they share a locker at school.

But he’s only a “Friend” because I am a mean mom and won’t let her date.  I am very conservative, and it’s a decision the Mr. and I made long ago.

However, young hearts cannot be stilled.

A sampling of their text messages:

“You’re so cute.”

“No, you’re cuter.”

“Well, you’re smart.”

“No, you’re smarter.”

Blech.

It’s almost too much to take.  Of course, I am 38 years old.  I’m sure if I’d had texting when I was a teen, I would have said the same thing to old Curly-Head, my boyfriend of two years.

So, last night, Soccer Chick was recapping the game with Guy Friend and about to end the conversation when she said, “I love you.”

Even though she said it quietly, my old ears heard her loud and clear, along with the alarm bells that went afterward.

She quickly realized where she was and that Mama was in the front seat.

Sigh…

My little girl is growing up…