My good bud, Huntie over at Chasing Rabbit Holes (http://chasingrabbitholes.com/about) , asked me if I was going to post a sequel to last Thursday? Did I play the violin for my husband? Did we take a trip to the art museum that weekend? So, for her and Ella and Elby, here is the sequel.
My husband got home and it being tax season, went in to work at finishing some stuff up. Around midnight, he finished and went to bed. So I sat on the side of the bed and played “When I Fall In Love” on my violin for him as a lullaby. My sweet man fell fast asleep, smiling.
Saturday, we went to the Art Museum and had a delightful day. We even had lunch in their snooty and pretentious bee-stro. Good day, good time.
But the best part came this morning, a week from last Thursday. Yesterday, two small boxes were put on our porch. I was surprised. I had ordered something for him as special little gift and lo and behold, here was a box from the same place, same size – addressed to him!
I put the box addressed to him on his desk. I took my box and opened it to check to make sure it was right. It was! This morning, before he could have his coffee, I placed the contents of the box in front of him on the table. He picked it up and grinned hugely. Then, he took the contents of his box and placed in front of me. And I laughed aloud. Talk about great minds…
All of this being said: I gave my husband a Game of Thrones Mug with the motto “Winter is Coming” and the sigil of the Stark Family. My identical mug had the motto “Fear the Imp” in tribute to character Tyrion Lannister. Both of us are big fans of Game of Thrones. My husband is most impressed with and fond of the Stark family and their storyline. I am a huge fan of the character of Tyrion Lannister. At 4’10″, I’m a tad bit short. But I am in proportion: limbs, torso, head. I call myself a midget. I hear that is supposed to be a pejorative term but it doesn’t bother me. Anyway, I enjoy Peter Dinklage’s portrayal of Tyrion – cynical, wickedly smart, pragmatic, and in spite of himself, tender hearted, able to act as a true gentleman, and brave far beyond his height. Needless to say, I love my mug. My morning coffee is going to take on a whole new twist. Gone is the ages old smiley face mug, replaced by a mug with much attitude. “Fear the Imp”. Indeed!