A Special Shout Out for My 200th Post

Today is my 200^th post. Pretty exciting stuff. But also, kind of intimidating. I mean, it needs to be meaningful, right? You only get one 200^th post. Unless, of course, you start another blog. Then, I suppose, you would get a second shot at a 200^th post.

Anyway, this is THIS blog’s one and only 200^th post. And I want to turn down the lights, put on some smooth jazz, and send out a dedication. This post goes out to my schmoopies-for-life, XFE.

(said in a breathy DJ whisper) Boy, you know you’re fine. And, you know I  will always love you. Without you, none of this (just look at all of THIS — *said while twirling around*) is possible.

Boy, I would have written you a song, like my girl Melissa Gorga over on Real Housewives of New Jersey, but since you have yet to build me a recording studio in my house, I did not write you a hit ballad similar to “How Many Times.”

Thank you Bravo, thank you.

But if I did, the lyrics would go like this:

How many times

Can I tell you we can’t have a kangaroo?

How many times

Can Petunia be mean to you?

How many times (x3)

Now I know

Dreams come true

Every night I pray for you

I love you (x3)

I really do

I love you (x3)

I really do.

How many times

Do you make fun of my soy saucing?

How many times

Will you remind me to engage in flossing? (WHAT? Rhyming with ‘saucing’ is hard, y’all!)

How many times (x3)

Anyway, repeat chorus, repeat refrain, ad nauseum. You get the idea.

Oh, further enhancing the romantic theme. We both got the same fortune in our fortune cookies the other night. (Good job there, fortune cookie company.) And basically, we’re both screwed since neither of us really has what the kids would call a “cheerful disposition.”