i took my ring off today
and put it on the edge of the bathtub.
i was giving our son a bath
and i don't really like getting it wet...
it afforded me some thoughts -
what if i lost it?
would that lessen what we have/had?
would i cry?
what if it fell
back between
the tub and the hot water heater?
would you tear the bathroom apart to retrieve it
or would you just tell me to go out and buy a new one?
you never were much for
symbolism.
gestures, items,
intuitions
never held much fascination for you.
you call it
"logic"
i call it
"lacking".
regardless,
that ring is mine.
it will never be part of the collected
stuff
that falls under the category
"ours"
inevitably,
everything will become "yours" or "mine..."
things like the
television,
computer,
fridge and stove,
china hutch
and
couch set.
those can all be divided.
even the dog
would be put up to a vote.
this ring,
though,
wouldn't even warrant a discussion.

i don't want to spend a whole lot of time on here right now - joey's asleep in bed and i would love the opportunity to snuggle-up with him and catch up on dexter...
a quick update with hopefully a more in-depth explanation to follow -
1. we STILL haven't sold this stupid house.obviously, the secret is far too-complex of a theory for me to subscribe to.
2. i'm officially done my first semester of college. i did quite well for someone who screwed-around so much in high school. i saw one of my old teachers a few weeks ago, and she acted like she wasn't at all surprised i'd finally made it back to school. she certainly wasn't surprised at my choice of instruction either... i've also made some very good friends, which is nice - even though it re-enforces just how old i've become...
3. christmas is a mere 8 days away. for the third year in a row, i am done my shopping early (well, there's still a couple of things that need to be picked up, but in comparison to years prior, this is a HUGE improvement). this year should be fun as joey is dexterous enough to open his own presents. he's also old enough to enjoy presents, and he's mobile enough to reach the tree. "should" being the operative woird in all this...

so - i'm off to watch dexter and snuggle with my boy... i'll try to write something with substance soon - i promise!