deeper understanding

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derien didn't sleep well last night. She woke up really slow, foggy, and grumpy this morning. Because of the snow yesterday and parking ban last night we had to get up reasonably early this morning. The van was eligible for towing if it wasn't moved by 8am and I offered her a ride down to the parking garage to pick up the car. I didn't expect her to be cheery.


Yes, she can be grumpy. Mornings, especially mornings. And if you keep her hungry for any amount of time you really are risking your life. But I can be snappish and grumpy too. I'll be sharp without intending it or sometimes even realizing it.

We are indeed grumpy old trolls.

"Every old sock meets an old shoe." -- Kate Bush

Ain't that a great saying?

We've been together for going on sixteen years now. I still look forward to talking to her when she gets home from work. We still don't get enough days off together. Anywhere I find myself having fun I immediately think, "I'd like to share this with derien." She still surprises me with those things that percolate around in her brain. And, yeah, the sex can still be the kind turns brain and body to jelly, lets you shake hands with god, and feeds you twenty valiums.

It was great when it started, but it wasn't this great, or at least not this kind of great.


I don't understand the magic formula. I think it must contain a lot attentiveness, a dollop of patience occasionally, and gallons of understanding. But I think it also contains the grumpiness. To make a really awesome dish you've got to have depth of flavor and contrast.