March 30, 2010 ~ Birthday Bounty

I woke up and went downstairs and there on the old oak table was athis wonderful birthday bounty.  I don't think I have ever seen so many presents for just me and only because it's my birthday.

But, and there's always a "but" isn't there?  The card is made out to "Blanche!"  Who's Blanche you're asking.  Well Blanche is my alter ego (altar ego????)  It's one of those private jokes that Ole Sweetie-Pi and I share. 

We have a couple of favorite restaurants we go to here in town, perhaps going out once a month or so and we are "regulars."  Well, one evening we went out, and the hostess looked at Earl and said, "Didn't I just see here you here today for lunch and you like us so much you're back for dinner?" 

There's no way Earl was there for lunch, and he was flabbergasted and speechless.  I gave him one of my wicked smirks, and quipped, "So that's where you were this afternoon....out with your other girlfriend! And you told me you were just going to take a nap.  I think I can see the whole picture now!" 

Poor Earl. The poor hostess, who was mortified.  I laughed uncontrollably.  I put them both out of their pain and assured them both that it was not likely that Earl was there earlier as he had been with me all day, and this was my only visit that day. 

However, as Earl is not just a Sweetie-Pi but is also a Cutie-Pi (both names which cause him to squirm) and because I know that ladies sometimes do make eyes at him (although he swears he only has eyes for me, grins, right right....tell that to the woman in the too tight sweater and too short skirt.... he's diplomatic but not blind...), I gave him a made-up other woman, and for no reason other than we like the name, we call her Blanche. 

He says, I'm all the women he's ever known.  He also says his mother warned him that there were women like me, and thank God, now he has one of his own.