Showing posts with label Little Love Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Little Love Story. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Little Love Story #6: "Power Is Sexy"
Once upon a time, there were two sisters, eight years apart. For a long time, they didn't get along, but once they moved past that, they were nearly inseperable. One week, they saw Revenge of the Sith at the theater four times, because the older girl was infatuated with Hayden Christensen. The younger girl agreed that as a powerful villain, he was sexy. This same week, the family acquired a fancy new vacuum, which delighted the younger girl. One day she rolled the vacuum into her sister's room. "Jax, do you love the vacuum?" "It's a pretty sweet vacuum, but I don't know if love -" "But it has power! See?" She pointed to the POWER sticker. "Look, just because I think power is sexy, doesn't mean -" "IT HAS A HEADLAMP!" the younger sister shouted. "Does ANAKIN SKYWALKER have a HEADLAMP???" The two sisters collapsed together in a hysterical heap.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Little Love Story #5: "Being a Good Hostess"
Once upon a time, two girls went to Washington DC around midnight. One was getting married the next day; the other had flown cross-country to sing at the wedding. They were bringing a friend to the metro station, but the bride-to-be decided that on her first trip to DC, her friend should at least see the Capitol Building. "If we get off by the Smithsonian and walk a block or two, you'll be able to see the dome." They got off at their stop and headed down the street. After a few blocks, the bride-to-be had a revelation: she had done this in winter, when the trees were bare. This was August; the trees were obscuring the view. They walked three miles, but they finally saw the Capitol Building! Exhausted, they went home, arriving with barely 4 hours to sleep before the wedding. The girl declared the bride-to-be The Best Friend EVER.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Little Love Story #4: "I Want Candy"
Once upon a time, a girl and two Canadians were playing a video game together. The girl and one of the Canadians...well, they were having an off night. But the other was kicking ass. In the midst of a particularly successful match, he declared "I am tearing it UP tonight! Must be because I got my hombres with me!" The girl said "Ooh, I've never been anybody's hombre before!" to which he replied "What IS an hombre, anyhow?" The other Canadian explained "I think it's a type of piñata." "Yeah," the first cheered, "I got my piñatas with me!" The girl found so much delight in this. One particularly difficult day, one of the Canadians texted her just in time to offer some much-needed advice and support. She praised his ability to know just when she needed rescue. "I'm no superman," he insisted, "just a magical piñata."
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Little Love Story #3: "Fifty Cents"
Once upon a time, there was a girl who avoided any kind of romance fiction, because she was certain it was all just make-believe and never happened in the real world. She loved video games, though, and one of her favorite games had the sweetest love story she'd ever heard. Even though she claimed to hate romance, she couldn't resist the beauty of the story, and she thought of it often. Several months after she heard the story for the first time, a very special man gave her a very special gift, and the words he said to her were so much like those from her favorite love story that it made the girl feel like the fair heroine of her own great adventure. She learned that day that romance isn't about the happy ending, but about the epic moments that make one's heart soar. It's a lesson she'll never forget.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Little Love Story #2: "The Great Outdoors"
Once upon a time, a little boy of almost three was out with his mom when they saw - and smelled - the remains of a roadkill skunk. "He can't walk anymore?" the boy asked, too young to understand death. His mother explained to him that no, the skunk had been hit by a car and it was game over, and that's why the boy had to stay off the road, so he didn't get hit by a car. The boy looked from his mom, to the skunk, then back to his mom. "If he didn't stink," the boy inquired, "could I fix him with my love?"
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Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Little Love Story #1: "Skinny Jeans"
Once upon a time, a sad, slightly inebriated girl wandered around downtown Seattle. She felt as if she were lost in the crowd, not just because she'd gotten separated from her friends, but also because the subtle, insidious voice of depression whispered "No one knows you're gone. Just go back to the hotel, call it an early night. No one will miss you," until she started to believe it. Just as she decided to try and find her way back to her room, her phone rang. Someone did know that she was gone; someone did miss her. The voice guided her back toward where her friends were waiting. She was almost there when the boy to whom the voice belonged came around the corner. He swept her into a hug, held her close, and said "We're not gonna be sad. We're gonna have fun." And that is precisely what they did.
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