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Friday, October 21, 2005

oh, how I love that man

Here's a partial list of items I encountered (most of which I already knew about, of course, but you didn't) while I was tidying my husband's shelves in our bedroom today:

• A spotting scope and part of a periscope from a Sherman tank
  
• Two headlamps (one LED, one incandescent)
  
• More pairs of binoculars than any one person could probably use in a lifetime
  
• A two-inch stack (more or less) of astronomy-related catalogs, and a five-inch stack of Charger-renovation-related catalogs
  
• Several different editions of the Bible, and The Believer's Bible Commentary
  
• A printout from the Internet titled "WHAT TO DO IF A NUCLEAR DISASTER IS IMMINENT"
  
• A loaded camera bag the approximate size and weight of a Peterbilt truck
  
• A picture, made for him by our son, of a jungle scene, with a crayoned backdrop on which cute, jubilant jungle animal stickers cavort toward each other, titled "The War of the Jungle"
  
• A love letter from me, circa 1993
  

What's not to love? A veritable Renaissance man, no?

P.S. I have been hoarse for a couple of days. Tonight I reached the point where I have essentially completely lost my voice (actually, I can speak, but it hurts like fire). You have to understand, this is the approximate equivalent of a dam built across the top of Yosemite Falls in April. It feels so, so good to sit here and type, fast, communicating essentially without a barrier. I've been writing notes to my family. It feels like passing notes in class in junior high, only more frantic, and without the visceral thrill of disobedience.

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Posted by: jenn at October 22, 2005 04:05 PM

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