Why I Love Her

So, Ging and I went to Amber's dance recital this afternoon. Now, dance recitals are in no way my thing. As I was saying the other day, I thought the three hour middle school version of Beauty and the Beast was bad, but I was dreading one-and-a-half hours of dance recital even more. Plus, I was going unorganized.

When we got to the lovely Madison Middle School cafeteria, my expectations were exceeded in that we'd be sitting at cafeteria tables that were laid out with teas sets, cucumber sandwiches sans crusts, and cookies. Joy. The experience was kicked up a notch through our position in the back of the room right behind the main walkway through the cafeteria. I'm not sure why everyone had to periodically decide they needed to be on the other side of the room, but they did, so I spent a good portion of the afternoon turning my knees sideways so that overfeed women could get more hot water for the tea.

I had to assume the Ginger was having a fairly decent time. I've learned over the years that just because I can't conceive of knowing anyone on this Earth who would enjoy watching largely under-developed girls shake what they don't have as if they were trying out for the Laker Girls, doesn't mean that the very woman I've been living with for the last sixteen years doesn't love it. So I was staying quiet, smiling, trying not to over-analyze the whole thing, when a troupe of dancers (it's a troupe, right? A troupe of dancers. I think that's right) comes on to the stage and the opening notes of Nirvana's Come As You Are come over the cafeteria loudspeakers. The dancers start doing their thing and let me tell you, I once had the pleasure of dancing to a live version of Come As You Are and these dancers were not dancing anything like I did back in the proverbial day.

I'm sitting there trying to figure out what the hell I am supposed to think about all of this and Ginger leans over to me and whispers, "This is why Curt Kobain killed himself."

And that's why I am going to spend every day of the rest of my life making sure that this woman never leaves me, because I love her and I never want to spend a day without her.