Notes to Charlie B. Archives - That Little Redheaded Girl's Internet Den of Delights! https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/tag/notes-to-charlie-b/ Welcome one and all to my Internet den of delights! Like the loudspeaker warns on the most rickety and exhilarating of those old wooden rollercoasters, fasten your seat belts folks, you are in for a breathtaking ride. I am overflowing with girlish enthusiasm (as I am prone to do) to share my wacky world with you and my fiendish love for politics, design, architecture, pop culture, Frappucinos and all things retro. I devour them all with the same unbridled enthusiasm as my favorite dessert, cupcakes. Tue, 07 Dec 2004 21:37:15 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9 218636952 Underneath it All https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/12/07/underneath-it-all/ https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/12/07/underneath-it-all/#respond Tue, 07 Dec 2004 21:37:15 +0000 http://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/?p=48 In days of yore and yonder past, if a gent really fancied you, he’d bring back wood and game as sustenance for your culinary cave fire or offer help disembraking from the carriage. :kiss1: What, you wonder, is the modern day Order of the Garter equivalent? According to my guy, it’s whipping out the ol’ […]

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]]> In days of yore and yonder past, if a gent really fancied you, he’d bring back wood and game as sustenance for your culinary cave fire or offer help disembraking from the carriage. :kiss1: What, you wonder, is the modern day Order of the Garter equivalent? According to my guy, it’s whipping out the ol’ Woolite Gel and gettin’ down to business…with, ahem, the unmentionables. Yes, it’s true that while in Europe Mr. Q really did as the Europeans do and handwashed each of my lacy-racies in our barbie-sized bathroom sink. :redhead: Oh and a few pairs of stinky, dirty socks too.

Every relationship has milestones…for some it is the first overnight slumberparty stay. For others, it’s the inaugural joint purchase of articles ranging from a supermarket potroast to a lawnmower. For me, one was watching my Highland honey gladly scrub and ring out EACH of my panty pairs (twice) and tenderly put them on our hotel heater to dry. The act of stepping outside himself (with nose pinched) to do something sub-Brahim meant more to me than any roses and $2,000 Liberty shopping spree ever could. He not only touched my undies, he touched my heart. I therefore nominate him for scrub-a-dub-dub sainthood. And give him latitude for his frequent bodily eruptions. Hail RJQ! Remind me never to travel on a trip longer than W’s attention span without him. :mrgreen:

With Love and Detergent Bubbles,
TLRL

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]]> https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/12/07/underneath-it-all/feed/ 0 48 From the Bottom Up https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/10/02/from-the-bottom-up/ https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/10/02/from-the-bottom-up/#respond Sat, 02 Oct 2004 20:30:27 +0000 http://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/?p=40 A note to my gnomie…some things in life come easy but the best are earned through smarts and determination. Like B and Angel, now that our essences have co-mingled, our lives are forever changed. Thanks for sticking in with me to go from the rear to the front of the victory line. :redhead:

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]]> A note to my gnomie…some things in life come easy but the best are earned through smarts and determination. Like B and Angel, now that our essences have co-mingled, our lives are forever changed. Thanks for sticking in with me to go from the rear to the front of the victory line. :redhead:

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]]> https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/10/02/from-the-bottom-up/feed/ 0 40 Coming Home: Ode to the Birthday Boy https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/08/21/coming-home-ode-to-the-birthday-boy/ https://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/2004/08/21/coming-home-ode-to-the-birthday-boy/#respond Sat, 21 Aug 2004 18:02:24 +0000 http://www.thatlittleredheadedgirl.com/?p=34 We all fantasize about our dream house. For most, it is brand-spanking new in a quiet suburban enclave, fitted with an austentacious three-car garage (Porsche in tow) and a bubble-filled bath-tub jacuzzi that you and your honey use EVERY night. Hey, this is your fantasy!:twisted: Mine on the other hand, looks something like George Bailey’s […]

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]]> We all fantasize about our dream house. For most, it is brand-spanking new in a quiet suburban enclave, fitted with an austentacious three-car garage (Porsche in tow) and a bubble-filled bath-tub jacuzzi that you and your honey use EVERY night. Hey, this is your fantasy!:twisted: Mine on the other hand, looks something like George Bailey’s dusty diamond in the rough in It’s a Wonderful Life. I like dwellings with character, gnarly old vines wrapped tightly around the trellis and whose breathtaking and unparralled beauty, while not immediately obvious, shines brightly through the dust and debris left behind. Unique wisdom and interesting history are to be found everywhere within its walls (as is, unfortunately asbestos). Mainstreet USA would never be its address.

I confess to be an urbanite in a place where crab shacks would sell for more benjamins than your average five bedroom McMansion in Beaver, PA. Sadly, the only possibility I possess of purchasing real estate is on a Monopoly board. Good thing then that I’ve found a home, an intellectual and emotional harbor of sorts in the birthday boy who today celebrates his 32nd. As you party and work your big day away (be assured the naked balloon bouquet is on the way), I wanted you to know what an incredible find you are as a beau, friend and individual and how giddy I am that your mother went through tremendous pain for you to walk this earth. I am a masochist, what can I say?

You are unlike any other person, animal or alien being I have ever encountered on this Earth. Brimming with ideas and facts, passionate, sensitive, loving, dark, hunky and a master craftsman at getting me to put my nagging fears aside whatever they may be. Who else could get me in an old coal mine and “plugged” in at Christmas? And your humor…you make me giggle more than Chris Rock, Lenny Bruce and Margaret Cho combined. I do not truly care for others easily. My heart is more closely guarded than Lenin’s Tomb. But you have stealthily penetrated it, stimulated my mind and provided me with the rare feeling of having an emotional and intellectual home to come to, vines, dust, debris and weed-filled yard included. You are my monkey love partner, a worthy debate adversary and one of my very best friends. While I won’t ever be giving up my mantle of indepedent woman, be assured no matter our path together, you have changed my life and my perspective for all time, as I hope I have impacted yours. Today I celebrate you and all that you are and hope you have the most wonderful of days (2 lbs of pistachios and tasty old scotch included). :mrgreen:

An interviewer asked the late Julia Childs why it was that she cared for her husband so intensely and passionately through the years, never waning. She replied simply “I am NEVER bored with him.” My thoughts exactly! Thanks birthday boy for always being Mr. Stimulation.:smile:

Signed,
TLRG

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