I have been remiss in my birthday
tributes to important people in my life--partly because I've been missing
birthdays completely. However, because I'm awake, I believe I will take
time to acknowledge Tolkien Boy who was born on this day. I've known him
just shy of seven years now. These are things we have said during the time I
have known him:
9/8/2006
Tolkien Boy: I think you're charming. But I hardly know you
at all.
me: No. Very few people do.
9/20/06
me: Are you my mother?
Tolkien Boy: I am not your mother. I am a snort.
me: I love that book.
me: I love that book.
Tolkien Boy: So do I.
2/1/07
me: So, according to Tolkien Boy...
1. Even if life gets
in the way, it's not out of line for me to remind you that I miss you.
2. Friendships are
valuable enough to fight for--to make time for.
3. It's probably not
the best idea to encourage friends to disappear, just because I'm afraid they might.
4. You're not planning
to disappear, and neither am I.
Did I miss anything on my "TB says" list?
Tolkien Boy: 5. Tolkien Boy loves you a great, great
deal.
me: That's the best one.
10/15/08
me: When do you get to go barefoot?
Tolkien Boy: Nights after 10. Usually.
And Fridays and Saturdays.
me: That's not enough. I think you need more
barefoot time.
Tolkien Boy: I'll quit my job post haste. :)
4/19/09
me: I have a secret desire to be in a pie
fight someday.
Tolkien Boy: You'd look good in a pie fight.
me: I think I would last five minutes. Then I
would want a shower desperately.
Tolkien Boy: pie shower
me: Ick.
6/22/10
Tolkien Boy: Oh, well, I'm not trying to avoid the
question, just recognizing that I'm maundering
me: I know. I'm just reminding you that should
you wish to share the maundering, you have a captive audience.
Tolkien Boy: Hardly captive, but I appreciate it
me: You aren't the captor, you are the
captivator.
Tolkien Boy: lol I so love your turns of phrase
me: Very important. I should hate to be boring.
Tolkien Boy: I wonder if I am
me: Are you bored with you?
Tolkien Boy: no
me: Then I would say you are not.
2/14/11
me: Okay, but Tolkien Boy, for future reference,
don't start a conversation loving me madly and end by apologizing. Just leave
it at the loving part--okay?
Tolkien Boy: dude
me: Did you just call me "dude"?
Tolkien Boy.: I love you so much
words
me: Now you may apologize.
Tolkien Boy.: do not describe my loving
2/15/11
me: Tolkien Boy, are you sure you weren't
drinking last night?
Tolkien Boy.: You know, I wonder about that too. I took an
energy drink, and it really made me weird. It was a gift from a friend a while
ago--near my birthday. I'll have to look at it. Maybe it was
alcoholic. I thought it was caffeinated...she said she got it for me so I
could get all my diet cokes out of the way at the beginning of the day. It's
called something weird...loco or something like that
me: Four Loko?
Tolkien Boy: That sounds familiar. Is that a thing?
me: Four main ingredients:
Tolkien Boy: it tasted awfu. I only had half
the can and then tried to sleep
me: Alcohol, caffeine, taurine, guarana
Tolkien Boy: you're kidding
me: Nope
Tolkien Boy: oh my goodness
me: Up to 24 proof.
Tolkien Boy: wow
um
wow
processing this
huh
I guess that would
explain a lot, then
good grief
I thought it was just
an energy drink
me: Also explains why it didn't really put a
dent in that migraine.
It's been banned on
several college campuses. Produces unexplained injuries and blackouts.
Tolkien Boy: wow.I'm glad I only had half the can
wow
well
I guess I was drinking
huh
2/27/12
Tolkien Boy: I'm writing a poem.
me: What is your poem about?
Tolkien Boy: Hipsters
me: Why?
me: Why?
Tolkien Boy: It occurred to me that someone should.
me: Okay. What are hipsters? Actually, I
guess I'm asking this: There are many definitions of hipsters; which are
you using?
Tolkien Boy: The general fashion/attitude one. Would you like to hear it?
me: Yes.
Tolkien Boy: "Hipsters, terribles enfants ,
invented very ugly
pants."
me: Is that the end?
Tolkien Boy: Yup!
me: Well, all things considered, it might be
more than they deserve.
5/8/13
me: Does it look odd to you when you see
your reflection?
Tolkien Boy: Well, I'm never sure. Sometimes I seem quite
attractive, other times I look positively monstrous. I've never had a good
even attitude about my looks.
me: Well, if it helps at all, I rather love the
way you look. And I never see monstrous anything about you--interior or
exterior.
Tolkien Boy: That's very nice of you--thank you. I
worry about it too much sometimes. Fortunately, though, it's not an
obsession.
me: I'm glad you're not obsessed. And just so
you know, I don't say things to be nice. If I didn't actually feel that way, I
wouldn't say it. I'd say, "Wow, that sounds awful. I hope everything evens
out for you one day."
Tolkien Boy: lol
I would know what that meant, you know.
I would know what that meant, you know.
me: Yes. But I assume you prefer honesty.
Tolkien Boy: Only when it comes from perfectly charming
people. :)
me: Speaking of charming people, I saved a
message from you that you sent on my birthday in 2008 because
you sang me the birthday song. And I accidentally deleted it. Now I have
no more Birthday Song from Charming Tolkien Boy on my phone. It's sad. It
has been saved for almost five whole years.
Tolkien Boy: I can send you another.
me: I would like that. Then I can save it for
five more years.
Happy birthday, Tolkien Boy. We've had nearly seven years of continuous conversation--moments that have made me laugh out loud, and some that have made me cry a little. I would trade those moments for nothing in this world. You've blessed my life and I love you.
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