Monday, February 05, 2007

Sometimes you can tell....

I’ve been on the phone for hours with Chey. She’s ripped. (Not the 5 beers and two shots ripped, the beating heart pulled from your chest ripped). Her boyo proposed. Her dance-together, grill-together, laugh until you cough or choke together, have mad passionate-the-neighbors-will-report-us-sex boyo. He comes with luggage. A lot of it. I tried to explain to her the difference between a lot of luggage and really, really BIG SUITCASES. That’s another post.

Finally, I pulled the ole soul mate sticker out.

“Yeah, Yeah, we are” “But we’ll always be broke” “and what if……?”

(This is where I think I should be hearing Danny’song, Loggins and Messina... if he really is her soul mate….but that’s just me. I listen. …

Static......)

“I dunno, baby.” “But here’s the deal, if you love this man and he’s the one you choose, I love him and I wanta like be your maid of honor. Don’t throw the damn bouquet at me, but I wanta be your maid of honor. And if you think it ain’t right, I’ve got your back. And if you ever just wanta poke his eyes out.…. I’ll do it…..”

(I’m supportive like that, go with the flow…….)

Damage control is always saved for later.

He beeps in.

The Soul Mate thing got me going. Hell, you don’t always know it. I don’t know why I even asked her that. Sometimes it just grows. Love does that. Sometimes it just slap knocks you down.….Sometimes you’re wrong. And sometimes you’re right.

These are the soul-mates I know….

Nana and Popdaddy
There are not enough words, enough languages, to begin to explain their connection. She, in her go-go boots and yellow patent leather pocketbook and he, white haired and proper in his three piece suit. Him at the 2:00 card table with his Mona Lisa poker face, and her at Rosie O-Grady’s betting bartenders for rounds.

“Never wear panties to bed” she said. ( Our eyes the size of Oreo’s. )

"Let me tell you one thing child, when you're young you have resources but you don't have the balls to use
them. When you get older, you have the balls to do anything but you don't have the resources.” she said. (Skinny’s string bikini)

They spent lifetimes together. These two opposite sides of the coin. She’d smile at him with flirty eyes and he’d Mona Lisa her back. Soul Mates.

Kimbies and Papa
Oh, love grows. Nah. She didn’t know it the night they met. Or on the ride home, her hand clutching the aimed cannister of mace at his 15 -years -older face. We made her ride with him. He grinned. God, he loved her immediately. Even if she was gonna douse him in chemical rejection if he made the first wrong move.

I witnessed their soul-matedness grow. Watched it. Felt it. Was standing in the hallway for monumental growth spurts. Stop signs. U turns. Dances. Hugs. Silences. Soul Mates.

John and Linda Lou Lollipop
Children.
Innocents, in love.
How could they have ever known? All of this?
29 years later?
Soul mates.

The phone tweeps. It’s Chey. “He’s coming over”.

" Damn, I think. That means she won’t be meeting the fireman on Friday. "

22 comments:

skinnylittleblonde said...

Gawd, do I ever so love you!

Soul-mates, hmmmm....
more than love & all of that
So beautiful, so magical, so rare.
More than the heart & the mind...

Hold on, I gotta get my crow bar out. We'll have to jimmy some doors open before we can fetch all that luggage.

Angela Marie said...

You know soul-mates when you see them!!
It is a beautiful thing.

You two are to cute together. Were you both like this together when you were growing up?

Anonymous said...

I agree with angela. You know them when you see them. And it is a beautiful thing. I would like to know the difference between a lot of luggage and a big sutecase though. Explain? Can't wait to hear this....

skinnylittleblonde said...

LOL anonymous, IMHO, a big suitcase can go in the attic and a lot of luggage ends up scattered throughout the house...
WOnder what Singleton will say?!

cheytroll said...

Laughing...just so you know....
a lot of luggage scattered around the house is just a "trip" you might not enjoy! Really BIG SUITCASES belong at Singleton's house! I know.
Just so you know

cheytroll said...

Oh by the way, just so you know....
Everybody's watching you. I know who you are and I saw what you did! Just so you know. Right here behind you girl. Pushing the big suitcase. Just so you know. I know. It is what it is. Just so you know. LMAO

Where are you gonna hide thaat big old suitcase? Anyway? Just so you know, one more thing..... You think I'm gonna say I do? I don't. Just so you know...

And I am meeting the fireman on Friday.

Just so you know.

Anonymous said...

SLB, I feel like I know you......

Anonymous said...

Singleton, Help me out here. I'm in over my head.

Anonymous said...

Singleton, Chey scares me. LOL

Anonymous said...

BTW, The anonymous thing just doesn't seem to be working out. Can you Guys see me or something?

singleton said...

Oh SLB....forget it, We'll just rent a garage! And I don't know about the attic sweetie....From the size of the suitcases I've been unpackin', my kitchen ceiling would cave in!

Angela Marie...we were! Except she was a toddler and I was a teenager so the cahoots have grown up a little over the years!

Anon.... Ummmm....yup, you're in over your head!

CheyTroll.....Ok, Ok, Ok....I shouldn't have aired your private little proposal, but girl.....
I'm worried about you. If you don't get a killer outfit for Friday and meet the Fireman anyway, you might just marry this soul mate of yours ....be poor and happy forever....And then what on Earth would we laugh about?

cheytroll said...

anon: I think you know me..lol Don't be scared..I will have a button created for you...not to change the subject but i got a new dog...his name is george because i got him at the pond...but we realy can't meet like this so i took him for a walk...hen I stopped turned around and you just wouldn't beleive ..he wasn't a george at all he was a Bob...Just so you know i found this rather strange...watcha think?,,,lol

cheytroll said...

well miss singleton...lol I'm there will be in my evening dress ready to play dress up..come play with me...lets laugh and have peace...hehe

skinnylittleblonde said...

LOL You guys are killing me! Hahahhaa....
Firemen on Friday sounds fun!
Anonymous ~ It a matter of choice

skinnylittleblonde said...

:) Btw, ilys

singleton said...

cheytroll....ok, ok, ok, ok and in the end...peace always wins

Slb...I see you've been playing Cinderella....God Bless your little buns! ILYSVM!

Anon...SLB has dared you! To come out of hiding, I think!

Anonymous said...

Anon...SLB has dared you! To come out of hiding, I think!
Singleton, Only you can take me out of the witness protection program so, SLB, maybe someday.

Anonymous said...

Chey, If you kissed the dog named Gearge, Bob or whatever, Thats just gonna freak me out. BTW, I know who you are too. You still scare me. LOL

Anonymous said...

Singleton,
Twas the best night ever. You rock my world.

Anonymous said...

Chey, My button probably will have to be made from a full blown LP record. I don't think you can fit it all on a compact disc button. I look forward to seeing you and the fireman out for drinks and dance.

Anonymous said...

Oh SLB....forget it, We'll just rent a garage!

I have a garage you could use. I can move some stuff around and fit it in.

singleton said...

SLB...ILYSVM!

Anon... you're the cat in the hat! Keep it that way!

And BTW I saw your garage, and that stang only leaves an "aisle" free to park this package in .......
I'm thinkin' RENT!

and Rock....