Tiquin'

Anne Kimball

Life on the Funny Farm

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Tiquin'

 
I love window-shopping for antiques.
Otherwise known as antiquing.
Or, when I can't be bothered to form three full syllables, tiquin'.
I got the chance to go tiquin' a couple days ago, and I was in heaven.
I got to see some really cool old pieces.
Folk-art and rugs.
Creepy things that ought never to have been created.
Paintings of unfortunate looking people.
Artwork that caused a thin spittle of drool to run down from the corners of my mouth. I felt something akin to hunger pangs when I gazed upon them. It was like looking through the window of a pastry shop. I wanted to cry out, "I'll take the lot!", but alas, I have children to feed.
I don't know if you know this about me, but I am fortunate enough to live near the Brandywine Valley area of PA. Steeped in history it is. And it is birthplace and home of the Wyeths.
You know.
Jamie.
N.C.
Andrew.













Andrew, Andrew, Andrew.
 
 
 
 
 
I love you.

Will you marry me?

It won't bother me that you're dead.

It won't bother me that you would be 94 if you weren't dead.



I love you.

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