Things are getting more and more eccentric at Casa de la Swain. Changing styles in my textile work, falling in love again with painting and photography...and then there is the ever illusive quest for continuing creativity through working with Eric Maisel. Still on the road teaching, posting now at the Ragged Cloth Cafe and taking the pledge to keep handmaiden up to date.

Friday, November 16, 2007

Exercise In Futility

Spending a quiet night at home sweet Ronnie and I started playing one of our favorite games....why we can never divorce. This game always has the same beginning and the same end. It starts with who gets the cd's. Our biggest bargaining is over the Crosby, Stills and Nash collection.

I want 4 Way Street and Daylight Again.....which always sets R into a spin. However,it is patently obvious that I deserve Daylight Again because of the song "Southern Cross." I am the one in our marriage who has been to Australia and seen the Southern Cross. OK, he was in the Navy and sailed the Pacific, but not the Southern Latitudes. I have also been farther North than he having had a terrific teaching gig in White Horse in the Yukon Territory. I can't tell you how much this disturbs the old salt.




When we finally get that resolved,we move to Bob Dylan's Bringing It All Back Home,which is obviously mine. More high roller betting goes on, you can have Rubber Soul if I get Abbey Road....I get Wheels of Fire, OK then I get Cream Gold....R wants Elton John's Tumbleweed Connection which means I get Joni Mitchell's Court and Spark....and the game goes on and on....Billy Joel, Bruce Springsteen, Julie London, Diana Krall, Billy Idol, Pearl Jam, Bob Seegar. Stone Temple Pilots, Etta James, Janis Joplin, Billie Holiday, James Taylor, Warren Zevon. You get the idea.

We end laughing so hard we are begging the other to stop but the bargaining continues. Out of the blue, I mention we will also have to divide the books. That's when we both cry Uncle. It is obvious that we have to remain married until death do us part. We would never be able to go through a property settlement without the lawyers rolling in the floor in laughter....how unseemly.

That's the great thing about being born in the same decade. We have a long list of shared experience....and the music and books are the words and sound track of our lives. In a bold decision, we have decided yet once again that we are stuck with each other....and lots of great music...played loud or soft....there is definitely something to be said for being married to the right guy.

2 comments:

Deb said...

Here's a cool toy that might be on someone's Christmas list. There's a little turntable out there that plugs into your computer with a USB connection and comes with software so you can make your vinyl digital complete with scratches and pops and the right order of play for all the songs you loved when music was black and flat.

SewIknit2 said...

I couldn't possibly divorce either!
WHO (I'm told) would put up with ME and my SEWING ROOM spilling out over the house! and I'd NEED both our "shares" of the house just to house the SEWING ROOM! lol!!
Sue