Monday, May 14, 2007

Life Sentence

Ah, what it is to be young, naive and foolish. I can hardly believe my niece was once that sweet. Now she's practically 13 going on 23.

But once upon a time, I was pretty naive myself. And from time to time when we're young and foolish we make some choices that end up having long-lasting consequences.

I'd met this guy with a highly impractical convertible. I mean, come on, this was Calgary. Not exactly an all-weather vehicle.

I was a bit cautious. After all, I'd certainly dated a few monkeys in my day.

But although Evil Kev could be pretty mysterious...

And I can ride a horse while he can only sit on one...

Despite all that, and the fact he's part Scottish, when Kevin got down on one knee and proposed eight years ago today I said yes. And no, you don't get any mushy pictures of us smooching or anything like that. This is about as sappy and sentimental as it gets here - a dedication, to Evil Kev.

"Who Needs Sleep?" by the Barenaked Ladies

Now I lay me down not to sleep
I just get tangled in the sheets
I swim in sweat three inches deep
I just lay back and claim defeat

Chapter read and lesson learned
I turned the lights off while she burned
So while she's three hundred degrees
I throw the sheets off and I freeze

Lids down, I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I countdown, I look around

Who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
Who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
Who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awake
since the Second World War

My hands are locked up tight in fists
My mind is racing, filled with lists
of things to do and things I've done
Another sleepless night's begun

There's so much joy in life,
so many pleasures all around
But the pleasure of insomnia
is one I've never found
With all life has to offer,
there's so much to be enjoyed
But the pleasures of insomnia
are ones I can't avoid

And for this occasion, a rare treat... The very real face of Evil Kev.

I love you honey and I'd say yes all over again. Not sure you'd be dumb enough ask a second time, though! At least, not without checking the warranty more carefully.


JamesO said...

Congratulations to you both. May you be together for many, many more happy years.

Anonymous said...

How nice to hear good news instead of horrid!
Congrats you guys

norby said...

I'm fairly certain none of them would ask again without doublechecking a few things first-I know my husband wouldn't.


David Terrenoire said...

That is very sweet.

Now, where is the real Sandra and what have you done with her?

And EvilKev looks an awful lot like my older brother. That's unsettling.

Sandra Ruttan said...

James, Chelbel and Norby, thanks very much. Chel, are you sure this isn't horrid, though? You'll notice Evil Kev isn't talking...

David, that is disturbing! And I'm sure I'll be back in my usual form tomorrow. I might have to be extra grumpy just to compensate. ;)

norby said...

Come to think of it, I didn't hear much from Sandra this weekend-could EvilKev have replaced her with pseudo-Sandra without our noticing?

I'm not sure the world can handle an extra grumpy Sandra-maybe you should only be slighty grumpier.

DesLily said...

whew, sure glad this didn't turn into a murder mystery! lol

Happy Anniversary Sandra and Kev!!

Sandra Ruttan said...

You know Norby, when I edit manuscripts I do a word search and delete 99% of the times I've used the word 'slightly'. I may have removed it from my vocabulary entirely!

DesLily, well, there's always tomorrow! And I guess it's fair to call it an anniversary - the anniversary of our engagement. Or our stupidity. You'll notice Evil Kev remains awfully quiet...

Evil Kev said...

I never regret the day I proposed. Everyday is better than the last.

Despite rumours to the contrary, this was a statement of my own free will and no sharp pointy objects were involved.

norby said...

What about blunt, thuddy objects EvilKev?

Just kidding.

Sandra Ruttan said...

Nothing so obvious Norby. I just suggested I cook dinner.

Patrick Shawn Bagley said...

Congratulations, you crazy kids.

angie said...

Congrats, you silly Canadians! Glad to hear no real implement of murder were involved in the popping of the proverbial question. Though I suppose a threat to cook dinner could well encompass both sharp, pointy objects and dull, thuddy ones.

Patricia said...

Congrats you two!

Daniel Hatadi said...

Aww, shucks. That's about the sweetest this old blog's ever gonna get. Congratulations and a big cheers to the further continuation of all that lovey dovey stuff, guys!