What do you get for a couple who seems to have everything to honor the occasion of their having managed to keep company for twenty-seven freakin' years without killing each other or anybody else? Yes, today is the day, darlings: International Women's Day and Moose and Goose's anniversary. No, the coincidence of the two events was not planned. Moose and Goose got together for drinks on this night in 1984. A freakish New Jersey snowstorm turned their drinkypoo into a sleepover, and the rest, as they say, is herstory.
So, what do ya get 'em? The kitchen is fully equipped. The car is eco-friendly. Art seems risky, given their questionable taste. Champagne is nice but probably verboten on Moose's Lifestyle Adjustment Program. (I know, Dr. Crazy, not totally verboten, but she's still in that obnoxious early stage of strict discipline that makes the whole booze thing tricky.) The right to marry would be a cool gift, but the store said delivery of that item is currently delayed in the moms' state. What to do? What to say? How to mark this miracle of commitment or delusion, especially knowing what a tough year they've had, what with death and furloughs and everything?
Oh, I know! What do you say we get them something we know they love and haven't had in their lives for awhile? A small but significant gift that will keep on giving -- every day, of every season, for many delightful years to come? How about it, kids? Are you with me? What do you say we give them this?:
(Photo Credit: Moose, 3/8/11)
Yeah, I thought you'd agree that was the perfect gift. Happy Anniversary, Moose and Goose, and welcome to Roxie's World, sweet Ruby, a 3-year-old wire-haired fox terrier who joined the household just two days ago, on a dreary Sunday afternoon that became happy and bright for the moms the moment she walked in the door. In time, of course, Ruby's story will be told here. For now, we'll just say she is settling in beautifully and the moms are as grateful as could be to the good folks of American Fox Terrier Rescue who brought this precious critter into their lives. Dog bless you, AFTR. Dog bless you, every one.
Peace out, darlings, and remember: Sometimes, with the right combination of love, luck, and ridiculous persistence, it really does get better.
(Previous anniversary posts: "Twenty-Six Years of Queer Delight," "Twenty-Five Years of Queer Delight," "Twenty-Four Years of Queer Delight.")
Happy anniversary, my beloved QMs!
ReplyDeleteYou fuckers brought a tear to my eye. So, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!!!!11!1!!BEELNMETY!!11!!!111!
ReplyDeleteWelcome, Ruby!
ReplyDeleteAnd Happy Anniversary, Moose and Goose!
A pup is the best gift ever!
Happy Anniversary!
ReplyDeleteHappy anniversary, Moose and Goose! And Welcome Home to Ruby!!!!!! Cutest Puppy Ever (in a tie with Roxie).
ReplyDeleteAlso, and I can't believe that CPP didn't say this, have a motherfucken glass of champagne! 1 glass = 4 points, sister. Do Itte!!!!! (Says the lady who as of today has lost 35 lbs., drinking responsibly all the way, for life is too short to forgo champagne. Only do on program what you can sustain once you've made your goal! Which is a cheesy L.A.P. slogan, but true! True!)
Happy anniversary to you both, and welcome to the blogosphere dear Ruby!
ReplyDeleteI'm joining Dr. C in saying "have that glass of champagne!"
That high pitched noise you hear is me squeeeeeeing over Ruby! What a sweet fuzzy little face! I want to scritch her little ears!
ReplyDeleteHappy 27th to the Moms! May there be at least 27 more!
The moms and the admittedly adorable Ms. Ruby thank you all for the good wishes. You are such incredibly lovely critters.
ReplyDeleteBut, Dr. C., that glass of champagne Moose is not (yet) having? THREE points, not four. It's a better deal than wine! Pass the Veuve Cliquot, girlfriend, and let's drink up our whole weekly allowance in one swell foop! Oh, if only it weren't a Tuesday.
Champagne is less than wine???(Clearly you see that I don't have a fancy enough life that I didn't know that!) I fully expect that you will make up for lost time come the weekend. Weekly points rule!
ReplyDeleteFor some reason, yes, champagne is less than wine. Moose scoped that out on, like, the first day of her LAP. You and she will have to down a bottle when finally you meet IRL. With, you know, endive and a fat-free dip. ;-) Congrats, by the way, on the 35 lbs. -- Impressive! You inspire us.
ReplyDeleteLet's note that that is 35 pounds over 6 1/2 months, so only just over a pound a week, which might have something to do with my refusal to give up alcohol and eating whatever I want when I go out to dinner :) If we want to feel badly about our progress, we can look to my friend J., who started with the LAP in January and has already dropped like 20 lbs. (She is nothing if not disciplined, which I, alas, am not.)
ReplyDeleteAnd YES we will SO down a bottle of wine! (1 bottle of wine = 24 points, and no, I'm not sure what it says about me that I know that ;) )
Happy anniversary, and what a great way to celebrate! Ruby is very cute, even to this cat-lover.
ReplyDeleteThe slower you go, the more likely you'll keep the weight off.
ReplyDeleteHearty congratulations on the 27, and heartfelt welcome to Ruby. Rock on, Roxie's World!
ReplyDeleteHappy anniversary! Wow. that's a long time. And Ruby is adorable. Long may she reign.
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary, my darlings!!! xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteCongratulations and best wishes to the lovely little Ruby! I'm so happy for you. (I blinked when I saw the date of the photo credit. Could it be. . . and yes, it is.)
ReplyDeleteLove from Famille Historiann to you all.
Happy, happiest, happiness to both of you! Wow, that is a long time! Congratulations! (and I love-love this blog :) ~Molly
ReplyDeleteA most Happy (and slightly belated) to you, two!!!! (and a hearty NJ welcome to Miss Ruby) xoxoxo -Wendy and Sam
ReplyDeleteCongratulations and very best wishes to new family member.
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