Thursday, May 12, 2011

Yeah, baby.

The Trifecta has how been around long enough to have made a baby.

(Don't worry: although both women are of childbearing age, there is no chance of a baby actually happening.)

Point is, we've kept this going for a while ... longer than I could have realistically predicted, even though from the early going I've wanted to make promises, and dream dreams, and imagine us all growing old together.

Chloe wondered what we should name the hypothetical now-gestated-and-birthed baby. I suggested "Triffany". Red went with "Ashley". I think I was laughing so hard at this point, I didn't notice whether Chloe proposed a name.

It has been a volatile few weeks here; a lot of laughter, a few tears, scattered showers of anger, some sighs with rolled-eyes. The other two seem to keep feeling aftershocks of our tremor last month. Me, I'm in the unfamiliar position of Least Bothered Person In The Room. Which makes me the ideal shopper for a king size bed in the upcoming holiday sales! (Red insists we must test out any candidate mattresses together, and although there's no need to excessively embarrass a salesperson, it would be natural to leave them scratching their heads as to which two of us are the couple.) Anyway, while Chloe and Red ponder the implications of whatever there is to ponder, I will scour catalogs and propose testable items. I guess that sorta makes me the guy, this week.

Did I mention that the reason we need a new bed, in addition to the obvious crowding problem, is that we've worn the current one OUT? In a GOOD way??

Yeah, baby!

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