I've just been invited to join the Facebook group of my HS Class' 10th year anniv reunion. How old do I feel right now? I have no intention to go to said Reunion, there's only about 1-2 people I'd like to see that I don't still talk to and besdies, I have at least one person per work day go, "Didn't we got to high school togehter?" To which I am
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Looking forward to the cards! I'll be sending mine out this morning, I think, providing the Post Office is actually open.
Also, school reunions only exist so awful people can reassure themselves they are less awful than the people they grew up with. And these days you can do the same thing with Facebook and you don't even have to talk to the awful bastards you were forced to co-exist with for seven years. (Bitter, me?)
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And yay for cards all around.
Agreed on everythin re: school reunions/Facebook. Though, as I said, work for me is like a school reunion at least once a day/week but at least I get to go, "Wow, SHE lost her looks. Oh, he still sounds like he's speaking through a mouth of marbles. Yup, they're both still dumb as bricks." Which, yeah, makes me a shallow and bitter person, but meeting people for high school again sort of puts us all in that place, I think.
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When it comes time to relax, when Andy forbids any more work on music and Eddie hides Andy’s briefcase behind the washing machine, they like to relax with some beers and mindless entertainment. Bocephus takes up most of the couch, and Andy and Eddie inevitably end up sprawled together on the floor, scrolling through the Netflix (which Eddie controls) or the months of programming Andy’s scheduled on the DVR out of boredom. They don’t speak of Andy’s addiction to The Real Housewives series or Eddie’s addiction to Pawn Stars, just enjoy the time together before another day of work.
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And also the rest of it, I just had to comment on that first because it cracked me up.
This is just perfect, so them - all settled in and past the big dramatics, not that they really do big dramatics. I love Eddie being a fusspot about neatness and not wasting things, and their mutual appreciation of nature. And I especially love that they got married just for the hell of it. They make me feel all warm and toasty inside in all 'verses, but your version of them in Nashville 'verse really is a neverending delight.
(Also, what breed is Bocephus? For some reason I'm imagining a golden retriever/bloodhound cross - all big and hairy and slouchy.)
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I'm glad you liked it Skew, and yeah, Nashville 'verse really is nothing but domestic fluff, but we all need the warm and toasty some days.
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Anyway, this is - as usual for you - so sweet and warming and just right. I don't generally imagine Harry and Kitty doing rural, but the picture you've painted here works really well. I can totally imagine Kitty sitting back and casually appreciating the view while Harry sweats and swears over the log he's got balanced the wrong way and which keeps rolling out of reach every time he swings the axe down.
The pair of them dancing and singing together a lot is wonderful, too, and the idea of them fighting over chicken names is just plain hilarious. Running a farm is no job for a soft-hearted fool like Harry, really. And Kitty being resigned to Harry's general slapdash ridiculousness is adorable, too; you'd have to have the patience of a saint to stay married to that man.
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I really don't know where having Harry and Kitty be all rural (at least for a few years) came from, esp. since I see Harry as such an urban dweller, but I started with it and it seemed to work for a bit. (I just couldn't let go of the image of country gal Kitty and city boy Harry.)
Glad you enjoyed it, Skew!
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