Made of Love -- moment I
You came to me one day asking me a question and I hadn't the slightest clue what it was. I saw your lips curl but I still couldn't make it out (I think you asked me for a pencil. Some paper? Or even how you looked with that ridiculous eyeliner on…which, by the way, I'm glad you're using less of.) I didn't catch it not because I wasn't listening… It was only because you happened to ask me at a time where blaring noises were going off and on, off and on, off and on, (off and on, off and on, off and on…)
Anyways, the point is you gave me that blank stare when I replied with a 'huh?' and after that, you said some words that I wish no intent, loving, and caring listener of love would ever hear:
I can't say I didn't expect it because I would've said exactly the same thing to anyone else but the thing is, I felt somewhat discouraged – like I should've heard what you said because you put just as much love into saying it as I did into trying to hear it. I really should've and now it's on my list of guilt-feeders. Well. At least I didn't lie to you and give you one of those horribly superficial nods and smiles (I know that bugs you so much when I see other people doing that to you.)
I've stopped listening to this iPod so much (unless I'm with you. Then I'm blasting it beyond reason) and turned down my music from alternative to acoustic (I'm aiming for my hearing to go deaf by 50 years in our marriage rather than the originally planned 30 years). After all, acoustic is still on your favorites list, so why not, right? And hey, you'll be glad to know that I've been able to answer your questions lately with a genuine smile and nod. If it means better talks with you, then I guess I can sacrifice a little here and there, right?
And yes, I do remember watching the Brave Little Toaster. Kirby was the vacuum's name, to answer your question.
we reminisced of PBS-kids days and disney movies. (you know what i'm talking about!)