Boxes and Bags.

Tonight Will and I went to Benihana for dinner. We were seated with an older, European couple. The best part was that they were wearing the same argyle sweaters, except that hers was pink and black while his was red and blue. I asked Will if we could wear coordinating outfits when we get older and he was keen on the idea.
Later in the evening, the waitress asked the woman at our table if she wanted a box for her food. She declined, saying, "He will eat this." After the waitress left and her husband began reaching for her remaining tuna steak, she motioned toward him and said, "I don't need a box. He is my box."
I also understand the benefits of having a "box" in your life. I don't think it's too forward to refer to one's male companion as a box; after all....how many years have women been referred to as "bags"??
Boxes are very handy objects. They store things, are sturdy, and are stacked nicely (ha!); you and your box can wear matching sweaters. Your box will always be there for you, to finish your leftovers or finish your sentences, to hold your purse or hold your heart.
As said by J.R.R. Tolkien: "A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid."
Thanks for being my box, Willow.

When we collided

Your sweet moving
The smell of you in every single dream I dream
I knew when we collided you're the one I have decided
Who's one of my kind
So gangster, I'm so thug
You're the only one I'm dreaming of
You see I can be myself now finally
In fact there's nothing I can't be
I want the world to see you'll be with me

True Love.

"Jana & Billy"
http://irisandlight.com/
This makes me cry.

Snakes and snails and puppy-dog tails...

I was at the park earlier this week with Charlese. A little boy (about age 4) and his dad were there too, playing on the other side of the playground. Randomly, the little dude ran up to me and said:

"GUESS WHAT?? Did you know John Lennon and George Harris are dead? Yeah. I'm going to be one of The Beatles when I grow up."

And then he ran away. PRECIOUS. Little boys are ridiculously cute that way, they can unknowingly melt hearts. For a brief interlude, they become boarish teenagers...but eventually they get old enough to make a comeback. That's what so appealing about them when they grow up, I think. They manage to maintain their little boy innocence (aka they act like babies sometimes, but they're funny and adorable), they just wear big boy pants now.