I knew when I bought Mary this blog that it would wind up being like a puppy that I would eventually get stuck having to feed and clean up after.
Well this morning I put her on a plane to San Diego to see Leonard Pennario. He is the concert pianist whose authorized biography Mary is currently writing.
Leonard Pennario is a lot like Big Blue, the old house that I am rebuilding. I don’t mean that the actual person and the actual house have much in common. What I am trying to say is that the two, as projects, have a lot in common.
For one thing, we are each obsessed with our respective projects. At dinner we discuss arcane details or our own project and tune-out the other’s diatribe. It seems to work for us.
Having achieved three years of marriage (on top of the accomplishment of 49 years of bachelorhood) I have found myself at a destination of great wisdom.
Most marriages are broken up by a behavior that is not comfortably discussed. Leaving the cap off of the toothpaste. Even in our young marriage I was a victim of this abuse. But now, thanks to a simple over-the-counter marital aid, the most common form of spousal abuse in America is finally cured. Yes, the flip-top toothpaste tube has changed everything.
The only thing is, when I got back home after driving Mary to the airport this morning, this is what was waiting for me. (Photo below) But I did not myself become uncapped by the discovery.
It sure beats losing the cap.