"She was a fast machine. She kept her motor
clean. She was the best damned woman that I'd ever seen."
- AC/DC, All Night Long
December 13th, 2002
I am the luckiest man in the world.
If I lost a lung today, found out I had the ebola-A
virus, and lost all of my money, I would still be the luckiest
man in the world for marrying my wife. She is what keeps me
going. She is my life, my sanity, my insanity, the Bonnie to
my Clyde, the Allen to my Burns, and the "knock, knock"
to my "Who's there?". My wife is the one constant
I can count on. When things get bad, she'll be there.
At the same time, she drives me nuts.
We were set up by mutual friends.* She and I
were both invited to the same wedding. She knew the bride from
childhood. I knew the bride from St. Peter's College.** It took
about four very craftily evil women to get us together. After
having my ride cancel on me, then another ride (conveniently)
suggested to me, had us sat next to each other at the reception,
I started to suspect something.
I'll never forget the night, it was when the
Blue Jays won the World Series. I know because my new date wanted
to sneak out and watch it. My wife is a baseball freak and a
big Yankee fan. This Cablevision ban on the YES Network is killing
her. She wants me to get into hockey so she can watch at least
one sport during the year.
Well, in any event, we've been together ever
since. Nine years and going strong. We were engaged eight years
ago and married a year later - on April Fools Day. It seemed
to fit.
My wife has the second prettiest, bluest, eyes,
I've ever seen. The prettiest go to Killian.
In the summertime, when she gets a little color, they are electrifying.
I get lost in them everytime. She had asked me if I'd ever stop
loving her, and I always tell her the same thing. "So long
as you still have your eyes, you will always be safe."
While not graduating college, she is easily one
of the smartest people I know. She is self educated. She, at
one point, was accepted into Princeton University Her SAT scores
were much, much higher than mine were. And when she studies
a subject she studies it completely. But, she drives me nuts.
She is a bibliomaniac.*** She reads everything. She must have
books on her favored subjects. She will spend every dime she
has (and doesn't have) on books. Books on baseball, the Civil
War, the West, the Occult, Nature, Healing, Sherlock Holmes,
Mysteries, Victorian England - the list is endless and she must
have them all. We are running out of space in the house and
the books keep on coming.
She can't iron. She can't dust. Cleaning chemicals
open her throat. She can't eat meat. She doesn't eat. She doesn't
cook. The last time I left her alone to work late in Hell, I
mean, at work. She almost poisoned herself by heating up an
old mushroom dish. This is what I get for leaving her alone
to fend for herself.
Now you know why there is a recipe page on this
site.
As an animal lover, she is a strict vegetarian.
The closest she comes to eating meat is milk and egg products.
That means that as a cook I have to be creative and cook twice
the amount of food. A meat version and a non meat version. I
have to be very careful taking her out to restaurants and cooking
her food. Any meat product and she will get sick.
Casey, Killian, and Guinness have a loving mother
that feeds them every night. She dotes on the animals. I get
to be the bad guy. The dog eats something valuble, I yell at
the dog, and she yells at me for yelling at the dog. To paraphrase
Bill Cosby, "My wife and I have two dogs, and the reason
we have two dogs is that we do not want three."
At least I don't want three. If it were up to
her, she'd have a hundred. (sigh)
She is my wife. She is my friend, She is my lover.
I leave for work every morning and kiss her good bye before
work. I come home from work happy that she will come home to
me.
I love her.
Pictures:
*- One of which was Chezzy - a frequent contributer to this
page.
** - The groom was a stranger and relative dickwad. The marriage
lasted one month before he cheated on her. Remember kiddies:
Don't Date Psychos!!
*** - The difference between a Bibliomaniac and a Bibliophile
is that a bibliophile is the master of his books, a bibliomaniac
- their slave.
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