Thursday, August 23, 2007

He has conceded defeat.

We are spending the holidays halfsies. But it was a fight to get him to agree and I'm still not sure if he did because he recognized I was right or he just wanted me to shut up.

But little victories...
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Anonymous said...

A victory due to big-mouthedness is still a victory.

9:07 PM
prophet said...

oh God - WHY am I wired this way?!

sigh.

Here goes: I like what Marine Wife said. "Begin as you mean to go on."

Do you want to go on in the language framework of victory and defeat? Sounds like a war.

Yeah. . . I know they're just words. Hah: "just words".

Are there other words that would better shape the exchange - and the relationship? You did say you didn't want to be one of his soldiers. . . .

10:55 AM
prophet said...

PS - I'm GLAD the Cpt. made the gesture you'd requested! (I don't know that that came through)

10:58 AM
Marine Wife said...

A victory is a victory. But I have to wonder, did any of our arguements help your case?!

3:10 PM
Non-Essential Equipment said...

To be honest, MW, I have no idea what eventually swayed him. Part of me wishes I did know -- you know, for use in future entanglements. But most of me is just happy he saw reason even if it was only to shut me up.

3:54 PM

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