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Tue 28 Dec, 2004 04:54 pm
So, like, we got back to Taranna 'bout sundown, and an hour later, i'm shovellin' snow, and chippin' ice off the sidewalk, when it hits me . . .
I gotta Canajun girlfriend . . .
What was i thinkin' ? ! ? ! ?
Love conquers all.
and
Men deal with sidewalks.
She's worth it you duffus!
Pfft! Men deal with sidewalks? Not in my world.
And Setanta, you know it's worth it.
Montana!!!!
I am SO not impressed!
Thank you for your support . . .
So I wasn't supposed to shovel the sidewalk?
I am sooooooo confused.
ehBeth--
You were standing there at the window, your long golden hair reaching down over the sill in The Symbolic Classic Manner.
Ok, given the Canadian growing season and your skilled garden keeping there were no briars, no brambles, no green witch curses.
But there was snow. A shovel. A hero.
He isn't snowblind after all that shoveling, is he?
You didn't have to shovel, but you have to coo and goo and melt in his arms.
I'm gonna remember that cooing part, Noddy.
and I AM blonde this week. Mostly. :wink:
ehBeth--
From what I've seen of your Snow Shoveler, he's head, shoulders and I.Q. ahead of the average Abominable Snowman.
Walk the shoveled walk and coo the coo.
ehBeth wrote:and I AM blonde this week. Mostly. :wink:
And pinkity, don't forget pinkity . . .
I heard someone blame Canada for the snow in Detroit.