By Lisa Harmon
This is the entirely true story of how I met the love of
my life. A
truer, stronger love than ours does not exist.
One beautiful day in May I was enjoying
a barbecue with my family. We were having hotdogs, hamburgers and
lemonade. We were enjoying the warm sunshine and each others'
company.
Suddenly, I noticed a man walking down
our street. I had the strangest reaction. I immediately thought
“This is what everyone is always talking about, love at first
sight.” On an intellectual level I tried not to get too excited,
but somehow I knew that I was looking at the great love of my life.
This man had a small wiener dog with
him. I piped up “Excuse me, would your dog like a hamburger?”
And that's how we met. Apparently,
after that first burger, the dog wanted to come by our house every
day, and that's how we got to know each other. He was called the
Super, his dog's name was Brigitte. He was a building superintendent
in the neighborhood, and actually was acquainted with my family. He
was single. Brigitte was his only companion.
We were really falling hard for each
other. It seemed like it was obvious to everyone, even though we
tried to keep it a secret. After spending so much time together,
suddenly I didn't see the Super anymore. I called a few times, but
he was always busy. I wondered what I had done wrong. My heart was
breaking (even though I didn't want to admit it to myself) and I
didn't know what, if anything, I could do.
A few days later, I ran into the Super
at a neighborhood hangout. A bunch of our neighbors were there,
hanging out, with their dogs, just talking and relaxing.
I couldn't control myself, so I ran up
to the Super. In front of everyone there, I said, listen, I don't
know what you're trying to do, but we're in love, and you can't keep
us apart!
The Super looked mortified. He
literally cringed in horror. I think he wanted to sink into the
ground and disappear. He was shocked by my outburst. I had really
caught him off guard.
It was at this point I realized, “He thinks I mean him! Oh my God! What a doof!”
I yelled out, “I am talking about the
dog! I am talking about Brigitte! I don't care if I don't see you
for three days, but I HAVE to see Brigitte every day! She's my
SOUL-MATE!”
I know Brigitte and I were soul-mates because
we had the same passions: napping, eating, and flatulence. We also
liked to turn on the air conditioner and watch The Nanny which was on
a continuous loop on Nickelodeon at the time. And this is how I know
Brigitte was really my soul-mate – no matter how much snuggling and
cuddling we did, and we did plenty, we never had sex! Not once!
Clearly, we were meant to be together!
Unfortunately, my soul mate, the love
of my life, my fiance, Brigitte has since passed on to the rainbow
bridge, and now its just the Super and me. But I learned a lot from
my soul-mate/common-law wife and its good stuff, so I'll pass it
along.
Brigitte's Tips for Life
- Never show fear. You may only be eleven pounds, and you may face a great adversary, but you're a mighty wiener dog! Hold your ground, show no fear, and bark your brains out!
- Edible and inedible are random labels that people with hang-ups use. If you feel like eating some Tupperware, that's your right and your business.
- Leftovers – if someone finished eating already, but they have a little cheese or sauce stuck in their tooth, it is totally OK to just lick it right out of there! They didn't even know it was there! Go ahead, enjoy!
- Always save some biscuits for a rainy day. Put some in your bed and put some behind the furniture. You never know!
- Never eat the pate they serve on the Concord. It is just awful.
nice!
Thanks!