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July 8, 2007
Isn't this something that could have come to my attention yesterday?
Is that a proper quote of the Joan Cusack line from "In and Out?"
This is what I said to MR when he explained that he had taken the filter off the garlic powder jar. You know, the thing that keeps all the garlic powder from jumping directly into the dish? Yeah, well, I knew it was broken, but it was usually affixed to the spice jar. No more. Not now.
MR came running down the stairs because I screamed. Really, really loud. I quickly followed up the shriek with an exclamation that I'm fine, I'm not hurt, I haven't been attacked or burnt or confronted with a rabid Krispy Kreme donut. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yes, but I can't say the same for your lunch."
I was just going to add a shake of garlic to a creation of beet green stems (pink!), yellow squash, cauliflower, and tarragon with plain yogurt, stirred together for a cold soup for a hot summer day. Oh well.
MR had a flash of genius and fetched the collander, put the doused veggies in it, and we washed them. Now my hands smell like garlic but there's nothing wrong with that!
He says that he threw out the garlic fliter thingy (proper name?) yesterday. Wish he had mentioned it...
Posted by april at July 8, 2007 12:11 PM
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Poor MR. I've got a headache just reading this; couldn't imagine how he actually lives with such histrionics.
Posted by: Cheryl at July 8, 2007 7:17 PM
That's not a headache, babe. That's your soul trying to escape from the bodily confines of your piggy bitch bod. Fan thyself with a Nora Roberts book and maybe it'll slip away into the douche-scented night.
Posted by: allswellinhell at July 8, 2007 7:49 PM
All:
Thou hast no right but to do thy Will.
Because April is the absolute miracle of my existence: a woman who came out of nowhere, pursuing me relentlessly across cyberspace and national borders and infiltrating the defenses of my Fortress of Solitude, to shower me with her boundless and unconditional love, allow me to bask in her physical beauty, nourish my body down to the workings of my cells with delicious, Calorie-restricted, macronutrient-managed, nutrient-dense gourmet creations, take genuine delight in my skinny little ass, drench me in her fierce sexual passion, and to slip her hand into mine as we journey together toward a future of indefinite youth and vigor, unbounded by the degenerative horrors of biological aging that have ended so many other love stories too soon.
The garlic incident was just comic relief.
Love is the law, love under will.
-Michael
Posted by: MR at July 8, 2007 8:05 PM
MR,
That has to be one of the quirkiest yet most romantic tributes I've ever read. It's also quite beautiful.
Knowing how very much you love April assures me that you'll make sure she doesn't work herself into the ground.
You two make such a sweet couple!
-R
Posted by: Robin at July 9, 2007 7:06 AM
WOW, M. I am in awe of your incredibly passionate love for the Tiny Goddess, your willingness to express it in the public domain and your incredible writing talent. You are indeed a lucky man (and she is obviously an equally lucky woman). Bravo! Love, Mom
Posted by: Judith at July 9, 2007 9:23 AM
*waves* Hi! new here--ran across the new york magazine piece a few weeks ago while doing some research for a faculty member (I'm a college librarian), and have been reading back issues of your blog and the CR society mailing lists since then. I think you've got at least one new convert, and my sexy geek husband (who was nearly as skinny as MR before growing a bit of a tummy) is considering it as well. You've got one heck of a guy there (not too many people quote Crowley in a love note!), but I think you know that already.
Posted by: Sarah at July 11, 2007 8:00 AM
WOW! I'm in awe. That was something else Michael.
D
Posted by: Deborah at July 11, 2007 12:16 PM
Oh my goodness, MR, instead of reading "to shower me with her boundless and unconditional love", I read "to shower WITH me..."
...gosh, I need more sleep...
Otherwise, lovely tribute! The two of you remind me of my Cameron and me... except Cam's tribute to me would be more perverted...
Nenette
http://mybodythetemple.blogspot.com - yup, new url!
Posted by: Nenette at July 12, 2007 8:33 AM