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9.13.2010

Situational Comfort.


She sat quietly off to the side and observed him as he walked in. Perhaps walked in doesn't properly describe what she saw. If you were observing alongside her you would have seen a 48 year old man with a greying beard and hair and a paunch covered by his usual Hawaiian print shirt, strutting into the room in proud peacock style carrying his feathers in his arms for all to see. That is what she saw as he entered the room. The feathers in his arms were one half of his almost two year old twins boys.

She saw him give his condolences. She noticed his wifey standing quietly holding her half of the twins. She delighted in seeing her own children swarm in to greet their little baby brothers. The babes eyes lighting up as the recognized their sister and brothers. So sweet. So touching.

And then it happened. He locked eyes with her. He turned and made his way to her side. Nary a word was spoken as he reached her and rotated his baby for her to admire. Truly, that is the reason he walked her way. He didn't introduce the child to her but rather appeared to want her approval and congratulations. She gave neither. She met the babes eyes with a sweet smile and greeted the little guy by name. And then she turned back to the conversation she had been involved in, dismissing him silently without giving him the praise he clearly desired.

She observed him later chasing after the two adorable little guys while watching her children offer him little help. The wifey seemed to have disappeared for a time. She later passed the wifey on the walkway and while she smiled and nodded the wifey refused to acknowledge. Which made it even more odd that as they were leaving hours later, the wifey was the only one to speak briefly with what seemed to be a forced "bye, blondie."

3 plus hours at the same function. Blondie spending extended time with his family by their invitation. One ridiculous display of peacockery. Two words spoken directly.

and Blondie will say once again - In any given situation where they are thrown together, she will always be more comfortable than they will ever be.


*snark*
and the new wifey totally looks pregnant again
*/snark*