i don't drag mini mo's daddy into blogdom much because he's a rather private person and all and the truth be told, besides providing the dollars deemed desirable to do doo dads for delivery via download, he delights in doing deeds he dreams do-able while his dear duo designs doo dads and daydreams about dating. to make it clear - it is me, mo, designing the doo dads and mini mo day dreaming about the day i decide she can date. no need to write in to a mail box already doing double duty to damn me for demanding mini mo also desire to design doo dads or that i desire to date. no - the body snatcher that still resides within our mini mo doesn't do doo dads - at least during the day and me - mo - i decided to dump dating shortly after i dined with mini mo's daddy on that blind date over a decade ago.
but because double dozens have inquired about mini mo's daddy and in honor of the event occurring that he, himself, has dreamed of long before our first delightful date, i decided to dedicate todays diatrabe to mini mo's daddy.
i have had a passion for many things in my life but one that has never taken much of a hold on me is politics. even so, i seem to have parcels of printed pictures packed from my past of me prancing and parading with this particular type of person - you know - those with a political passion. knowing that this was in my past should have given me a premonition i'd possibly pick a partner who was particular to the same, especially since after breaking my back into pieces, dashing dare devils were a bit too dangerous. and shortly after that blind date, after already decidin to designate this dude the daddy of future mini mos, i discovered that i was doomed for a portion of my domestic abode to be decorated with another sort of doo dad - those from a devoted democrat.
up until the honeymoon, i didn't know the full depth of this dedication. not that i was duped - i was just being dazzled daily. but it all became clear when waking to the dawn of a new day and discovering mini mo's future father watching his favorite DVDs. and it wasn't as if he was just biding his time doin' so while he waited for his new bride to awaken - no - that just was not the case. it seems this prince charming i had promised to love and honor for all the remainin' days of my life had the odd habit of celebrating the happy times in his life by watching two productions and just couldn't wait to share them with his new bride.
and that's how it came to be that my first morning as a married mo, i found myself watching 'all the president's men' and the 'biography of lyndon johnson'. and since that day, which doesn't seem that long ago, i have had the pleasure of watching these same performances so many times, or hearing their soundtracks drift from another room, that i know all the parts by heart, which might just come in handy if i ever want to audition for a remake of something similar. i could, after all these years, make a decent lady bird with no problem but haven't quite picked which part i'd have to try out for in the other. maybe deep throat since that could be played by really anybody...well...it could have until now.
when you love someone, it is important to tolerate their passions and i have had no problem watching these same two movies over and over when they are chosen as our evening entertainment, possibly because it is fascinatin' to try to figure out how a grown man could watch the same thing over and over again - you know - like when a kid gets a new disney movie and watches it so many times in a row that the sickingly sweet happy songs are stuck in your head for days on end and you can do dick van dyke's chimney sweep dance from beginning to end if ever there was a need but to date i have not been asked to demonstrate this ability.
but the constant quotin of things LBJ said throughout his life can get a bit old. like, if anything such as, "where's your car?" is said to mini mo's daddy, he never fails to say, "they're all my cars, son." this would be in reference to the time LBJ was asked in the midst of many airplanes sitting on a runway, "where's your plane sir" and he answered, being the president and all, "they're all my planes son". or if by chance his no longer new bride might be testing his patience, out flies, "don't you rile me up now bird!", this of course in reference to somethin' LBJ was known to say to lady bird.
but even all these silly quotes coming out of the mouth of this otherwise highly intelligent man couldn't hold a candle to decidin', without any prior discussion with me, mo, that his first born child would have the honor of bein' named lyndon. of course this made my payers for a girl become much louder until i saw the label he had attached to the video of the future mini's first ultrasound...it read 'lyndon or lady bird jackson'.
me and mini mo thank our lucky stars that she decided to make her entrance into the world a month early and bein' that her daddy was so overwhelmed with what was now his favorite thing to watch - that being the new mini - he forgot all about his previous desire to attach the president's wife's nickname to this 5 pound child. he started up about it again when we hoped to follow mini mo with more but mini ended up being an only. but, lookin' back, if i had been told i could have gotten another four if i promised to have them answer to lyndon, and lady, lucy and lynda bird, well, i would have gladly done so without any problem. i did go on and get mini's dad two big black dogs and lady bird and lucy bird do come running when their names are called.
but back to the momentous event mini mo's dad has been celebratin'. i have sat patiently over the years with this democrat listening to talk of watergate. i probably know more about it than most non-politically passioned women i'm sure. and at one time or another i have heard the cases bein' made from just about everyone from george bush senior to captain kangaroo being the person behind deep throat altho i must admit, the case for the captain was rather weak. whatever....the point is that for thirty somethin' years mini mo's dad has pondered long and hard about this deep throat person when i'm sure many of you maybe never thought about it at all unless it was brought to your attention. and sometimes it would just come out of the blue...like we would be watching the news or whatever and i'd hear, 'well that could be him!". and i'd say ' what are you talkin' about mini mo's dad?...and he'd say, as if i hadn't been payin' attention to the conversation he must've been havin' with himself - "DEEP THROAT MO...DEEP THROAT." hmmmm...good thing he held this odd behavior to himself until i had already started packin' in the doo dads too tight to think about makin a move.
and so, after all these years havin' this big mystery to wonder and talk about, mini's dad now has the answer. i'm not sure yet what effect this unveilin' will have on the poor guy long term....i think he might just start missin' the question...although i pray he doesn't replace it with the whole 'who shot kennedy' thing or tryin to find the answer to crop circles or whatever. for the time bein' he just wants to keep talkin' about it and i do believe within the next week i'll see him bringing in a new copy of 'all the president's men' into the television-on-all-the-time room because the currently owned one is gettin quite the workout.
i hear those two fellas that kept mr. throat secret all these years are comin' out with another book and lordy lordy i hope they allow it to be made into a movie and that the movie, if made, is a good one because we could sorely use some new viewin' material around here. and who knows, maybe they'll have a part for a lady bird type person and i can audition for the part.
so that's all about mini's daddy and deep throat to date - hope you weren't thinkin' it was that other deep throat. i guess i should be glad mini's dad doesn't have a passion for THOSE types of productions. packed in doo dads or not - that just wouldn't do!
gotta run now - i can hear jo's music blastin' from the trailer on the street all the way up here to the house and i need to send someone down to yank the electricity. i've really had my hands full since her arrival. she did up mini and gigi's hair in big ol' beehives last might and gigi's mom had a hissy. but i'll tell you all about that next.
again, i appreciate you stoppin' by and thank you for all your comments!
