my back-up drive
September 26, 2007We’re watching TV in bed and a trailer for One True Thing comes on and we give each other knowing looks because I’m a sucker for that kind of film. I say to Rama, “I’ve seen that.”
“We saw it together!” he exclaims.
“Oh, we did?” I say. “Did I cry?”
“Yes.”
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I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
heehee…this sounds like me and hubby, except he’s the one who needs the back-up drive =)
awwwwwww…
I can relate to the memory loss. Husbands are the best! (Of course, he can’t remember to shut cabinet doors…we’re quite a set)
ditto! but in the reverse. im the one that always remembers what we watch.
I think I cried through it also. (: