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Desperate Working Mommas
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Friday, February 10, 2006
"Close your eyes..."

Love is...

...lying in bed with your hubby watching the Season Two finale of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and desperately holding back sobs through the last twenty minutes-- especially during the part where Buffy runs a sword through her one and only true love, and as the haunting strains of Close Your Eyes crescendoes he whispers, "Buffy...?" right before he is sucked into hell-- until the ache in your throat is too much to bear and you burst out genuinely bawling and hysterically sobbing "Whhhhhhyyyyyyyyy, God, whhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyy?!?!", especially when Full of Grace by Sarah McLachlan starts up as Buffy leaves Sunnydale-- because girlfriend just knows how to sing the My Poor Heart Is Breaking blues, you know what I'm saying?-- and your hubby does not even make fun of you, not even a little bit, because honestly it really is one of the most heartbreaking Season Finales ever, and truth be told he may just be busting a tear or two himself... the big baby.

I mean it. I really do. That? Is LOVE. Because how he restrained himself from his usual "Are you cryyyyyyiiiiinnnnggggg? (begin sing-song voice here) You are cry-ing! You are cryi-ng! Na na na na NA na! Cry-ing Cry-ing CRYYYYYY-IIIIING!" I will NEVER know.

link | posted by Cat at 12:42 PM


5 Comments:
Blogger WILLIAM commented:

Bown chicka bown bown...

» 2/10/2006 3:07 PM 
Anonymous kalki commented:

TGYM was totally busting a tear, I know it. Cute.

» 2/10/2006 10:38 PM 
Blogger wordgirl commented:

I don't watch Buffy, but if I'm crying about a movie or show on television, Mr. Half is usually crying, too. He's way more tender-hearted than I am.

» 2/11/2006 10:33 AM 
Blogger Amy commented:

Too bad he di'int keep that hairband bandana from way back when, he coulda used it.

» 2/13/2006 8:56 AM 
Blogger Circus Kelli commented:

Awwww...

» 2/13/2006 11:16 AM 

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