Today is E.S.’s birthday, which means that I was in a
mawkish tender mood last night. He was fiddling with a laser pen pointer, and we had the following conversation.
E.S.: Ooh, look what happens when the light lands on the stone in your engagement ring!
FAUSTUS: That’s pretty cool.
E.S.: What if somebody made a ring that did that? I should have gotten you a ring that did that.
FAUSTUS: No, because this is already the best engagement ring ever.
E.S.: I’m sure that somewhere there’s a prince or tycoon or somebody with a better engagement ring.
FAUSTUS: No, because he didn’t get it from you.
E.S.: Well, you don’t know that.
FAUSTUS: Why are you always so mean to me?
You’ve got to give him credit for an inspired comeback though. That one sure didn’t occur to me.
Jeffrey C, that’s the whole problem with him. His comebacks don’t occur to me, either. Obviously I have to dump him.
A “pink” sapphire?
One’s match must always be a foil in some way, shape or form… If you could simply rush around him, what kind of place-holder would he be? For you, that may take some Hoover-sized, umm… Wow… Attachments? Fortifications? Either way, kudos to you for your frustration, and kudos to him for being your Dam(n). Happy belated Birthday, ES!!!
Maybe you need to change the name of this blog to “The Search for Love in Manhattan and What Happened When I Found It”….
Awww. You guys are sweet.
FortWorthGuy: Yes! http://www.gemstone.org/gem-by-gem/english/saphire_fancy.html
initials: Well, if I could simply rush around him, he would be a much less annoying place-holder. But secretly I agree with you.
Esther: I know! It’s horrible!
LD: I know, it kind of makes me want to barf.
While almost every one of your blog posts makes me laugh or nod my head in agreement or cluck sympathetically or cheer, this one nearly gave me a heart attack from humor/jealousy. Fantastic.