Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The hype. The let down. Two stories.

If the weather is pleasant enough this Saturday Javers and I are planning to go to the State Fair. (Yes, I did use the words "Javers" and "planning" in the same sentence.) Every since I was in 4-H, I have a special place in my heart for the exhibit halls and the livestock barns. I am also looking foward to collecting some rulers and magnets. Too bad I won't be at the Styx concert Friday night. Mom (I know you read this religiously), remember when I was a kid and we all feel in love with that Enya song "Orinoco Flow"? We went to some media store to get the tape, but we didn't know the name of the song or the singer. All we had were the lyrics "sail away." I'm sure everyone can guess what sort of mix-up ensued. We entered the store and described the song to a store clerk. We even sang parts. That store clerk was so sure he know what we wanted and excitedly handed us the Styx album, with the song "Sail Away." We, just as excitedly, bought the tape and listened to it in the car on the way home from Sioux Falls. Strangely, it just didn't sound like our new favorite Enya song. We were so crushed. If I remember correctly it took a while for us to figure out.

On another note, I learned my lover has been lying to me for the last 3 and a half years. Is the relationship over? I don't know, I need some advice. Jeremy has proudly told me about his two South Dakota state titles: FFA meat judging champion and state whistling champion. I never really had reason to doubt the meat judging title. It's believable. The whistling championship always caused doubt in the back of my mind, but I never really questioned Jeremy too much about it. We went through a routine every time he brought it up where he would do a little whistle and then say "state whistling champ" and I would say "whatever" and he would say "no, it's true" and I would roll my eyes and we would move on with our lives. Recently, I decided to take the argument to the next level. I needed proof of his title. I searched online to see if anything came up about a South Dakota whistling competition. Nothing. Then I asked Jeremy to tell me about it. He said he whistled "Taps" and beat out an 80-year old women who was missing some teeth. He said he had a trophy at home. I asked him to email me a photo and he agreed. When the photo did not come after a few days I called him again to ask about it. That is when I found out it was all a lie. Gasp.

2 comments:

erin said...

I love that story about the Enya/Styx mix-up!

As a rule, I drop every lover who lies to me about being state whistling champion. More common than you might think.

Hearkening back a few posts, too bad you're not closer on weekdays -- a friend of mine is starting up a book club!

AnnaMarie said...

ok, I SO would've known that song. Next time blog about it. It can be like a little competition!

Oh, and Roy once lied to me about something to "impress me" before he realized this relationship was really going anywhere. I think that's what Jeremy was doing about the whistling thing. I mean, what girl WOULDN'T fall for the state whistling champion? Take it as a compliment.