Monday, February 5, 2018

whispering sweet nothings to the girl I love...

Mad Max always teases me about Roxy - "It sounds like you are in love Village Idiot," he then starts singing the theme song to the Love Boat - without fail, every time. I've grown accustom to the pun. It also makes me think about her more and more - I talked to her a couple of days ago, and I thought maybe I should not bother her, and then I thought - "Why not? If she doesn't want to talk with me she won't answer." So I call her - "What is it now Jethro?" It's her voice - it's her beautiful, sultry, alluring, intoxicating voice - "I just wanted to tell you I love you and am thinking about you. That's it." There's a moment of silence, I then, thinking she might have hung up, ask - "Are you still there beautiful? Hello, Hello."

"Jethro, Jethro, Jethro," she proclaims before I hang up - "My hillbilly from Kansas will not go away. I have to admit something sweetie. You sure are a persistent bastard." I can't help it. When you love someone, you love someone, right? Anyhoo, I relay the feeling to her once again - "Why do you have to be so fucking adorable? You know what kind of girl I am. It's like you are a glutton for punishment. You really are a bizarre guy. I think that is the reason I hang around you. That and your stupid blog." Being referred to as bizarre by the women they love is not something most men would appreciate. Not me, I know it is her way of saying she loves me. It sounds twisted - it's just how it goes with her.

"Do you want to know something sweetie pie? I love you more than anything in the whole world. I love you to infinity and back."- "Okay Jethro, you can cut it with all the bullshit. You are starting to sound like a ten year old. What have you been up to?" I go on to tell her I watched the Super Bowl with James and am happy to see the Eagle's win. I then add with exuberance - "I really miss you beautiful and I don't know how much longer I can go without seeing you. Do you think you could be more precise on a return date?'

"Listen, moron - I'm sorry - I didn't mean to call you moron. Listen Jethro - & please listen good." Whenever she tells me to 'listen good' - I know something unpleasant is about to come out of her mouth -  "I do appreciate your feelings for me, but, and I have told you this a number of times. You are not the only one for me. You are just my adorable Jethro from Kansas. We can spend time together when I find it convenient. Do you understand that? Do I need to say it slower for you?" I tell her not to chide and how hard I find it to not share my feelings with her - "You are the only girl for me and I mean it gorgeous." - "Okay Jethro," she says in the patronizing tone I have come to cherish so much - "You are not my only guy, not even close. So learn to live with it or move on!" She then hangs the phone up without saying goodbye. 

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