Blue walrus dances the Hula
My wife did say what I hope to hear from her today.
“I will give up (him) for you Frank.”
The problem is she said it when I woke her up to kiss her goodbye as I left
for work.
After a minute or so I asked her if she had really meant it.
“Meant what?” she asked.
“That you’d give him up for me,” I said.
“Oh,” she said.
“Yeah, I was afraid of that,” I said. “After more than 24 years, I know
you aren’t really sure of what you’re saying when you first get up. You
are just as likely to say ‘the blue walrus dances the hula’, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, probably,” she said.
“Well, at least part of you seems to want to give him up for me. I guess
that’s something.”
I guess it’s good her subconscious is ready to make the commitment, even if
she still has waking qualms.
Hopefully hula time will come soon.