The Stars and the Cookie Jar

I lit candles with my fiancee! Now we're listening to bad Klezmer. We did not make latkes. ...I made fried eggs this morning. And then we were thinking of getting a joint livejournal, which would be cute - SO CUTE! - so cute you would kill us all. I like my life, I am happy. I shall not court death in this manner. Yes, bad klezmer. I was saying nothing cute. So, this is my first holiday with someone I really love. And I am happy. I think she's happy, too.

...perhaps I was just singing. You will never know. [yes. yes, she was. and now she's singing again. And for the record? I am ridiculously happy. Despite singing. *g*]

So, yes. BAD KLEZMER. And I love my fiancee. And she looks really charming in an apron, with flour on her cheek. And, for first night of Hanukkah, I got a beautiful and sentimental card. And a beautiful journal. And BAD TENOR. And what was I saying?

And now we're talking about how to spell Hanukkah. And I almost said something wanky about the minhag about how to spell Chanukah. But that would be stupid.

And I'm debating whether to play her the gay Song of Songs. But, really. Ummm, and I may take a whole week off at New Year's. I'm disastrous like that. And it's nice to have a family again. Even if it's a family of one. And there has been so much crying and so much kissing and a [retracted]. But it was a fun [retracted]! And I love my fiancee and she's [retracted] and she's [retracted]. No! You're allowed to say you're beautiful. [d'oh!] I need to fire my typist. She's on my fiancee's side for some reason. And we make a cute couple. [That, I will not argue.] And we went to pick up Sam II last night, and lady-in-minivan gives us the Big Gay Stare of Cold Suburban Death. And I grinned. I did grin. Verily did I grin. Grin, grin, grin. And now I am going to ignore my biological clock and the part of me that wants a minivan, and snuggle with my fiancee.

We lit candles. And she knew all the words. She learned them for me. I love her.

The end.