Written by jigg on 01 December 2009
As Karenl gets ready to move here and probably spend the rest of her life with me, I can’t help but wonder about the insane sacrifice she is making. She is giving up her New England life to be with me, possibly spending the rest of her life in some suburb type neighborhood in Brooklyn.
Since relationships are all about sacrifices, it’s no surprise that she had to give up something to be with me. The question is, what do I give up to call it even? Is there even anything I can give up that actually means something? I can’t give up my left hand, but would just the pinky be too little and seem insincere? It’s quite the dilemma.
The more I think about it, the more I only come up with things I can’t give up. After much thought, I have a list of the top five things I can’t give up and hope that whatever I sacrifice in the name of love, it isn’t too much and hopefully, something I can buy back one day for under 50 bucks.
Top 5 Things that I CAN’T Sacrifice (in the order of importance):
1. Yankees. Tell me to wear anything that represents te Red Sox and I would rather give up life in a fight to the death.
2. Meat. Not eat meat for the rest of my life? Karen would have to allow me to have two mistresses before I am called a vegetarian.
3. Alcohol. No more alcohol? Crazy talk. Quitters never win!
4. Children. I have to have children! I will adopt if I have to.
5. Veto power in naming our kids. No offense, but no son of mine will be named Newton!
Tags: alcohol, Food, kids, lists, sacrifice, Yankees
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Written by jigg on 17 September 2009
When I first started dating Karen, I told a really close friend of mine that I was dating a girl from Boston. Her reaction? “Shut up! You’re dating someone from Boston? I thought you hate everything Boston?” This friend of mine was partially right. Being a Yankees fan, I hate the Red Sox and because of that, has led me to hate pretty much everything Boston. As I have always said, the only two good things that has ever came out of Boston were New England Clam Chowder and Aerosmith.
I have a natural tendency to make fun of Boston every possible opportunity I have. Every time Karen compliments New York, I’ll say something like, “yeah, it’s not like that in Boston.” Everytime we talk about something good about Boston, I’ll throw in, “It’s better in New York.” This obnoxious, douche bag behavior cracks me up and Karen has built up quite the tolerance for it.
Karen recently confided in me that she hopes that taking me around will change my impression of Boston, the place I nicknamed, “mediocre capital of the world!” A place where everything is just mediocre–the food, the beauty, the beer, etc.
I’m obviously biased since I love New York and pretty much everything about it. The exception would be Manhattan Clam Chowder, which was probably created by a Bostonian to try and tarnish the great name of Manhattan. However, I feel that I am very open-minded to see and experience new things of Boston. Cracking on Boston is something I just do to annoy her, but it’s just for fun. In complete honesty, it’s not really that bad. It’s just mediocre.
Tags: Boston, hating, mediocre capital, New York, Red Sox, Yankees
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