joe luvs mary
Schmutzie recruited me to do her Grace in Small Things exercise about a year ago and, predictably, I abandoned it after a few weeks. Eh. It happens. But this morning I saw something that would definitely qualify.
The baby and I were walking to the bus stop and were surprised to see a big piece of cardboard tied to one of the street signs. Someone had written, “JOE LUVS MARY” on it with spray paint and surrounded the message with a big, pink heart. “Oh!” we both said, surprised and then irritated by the sign’s presence, since it forced us to step around it into the street.
Further down the sidewalk, tied to the marquee/display sign at the corner church, was another big piece of cardboard onto which Joe (presumably) had spray painted, “GIVE ME A CHANCE!”
“Aww!” I squealed and fumbled for my phone to take picture. My phone died at that moment, because I never remember to charge it.
We passed a few church workers who were outside, hemming and hawing about what to do with the signs. Had Mary seen them already? Was it safe to take them down? Could Joe have maybe left his number so that they could check in with him to see how much longer he would be needing the support of their marquee/when would he be exiting the doghouse?
After putting the baby on the bus, I headed back to the house and scooted around the signs. I heard a car coming up the hill and paused for a few seconds, waiting to see if, maybe, it was Mary, on her way to work, her eyes still swollen from crying. It would be awesome to see her face light up at the gesture.
The driver was a woman and my heart beat a little faster when her hands rose to her head. But, alas, she was smoothing her hair. Her eyes glanced at the signs as she drove past them but she didn’t stop. Perhaps Mary was still at home.
I glanced back at the signs one more time before quickening my pace toward my house. I still needed to pack my lunch. “So sweet,” I sighed.
Then, of course, my true pessimism kicked in and I started muttering, “I wonder what he did that he has to go to such lengths to apologize. What a dick. You deserve better, Mary!”
February 5th, 2010 at 3:32 pm
Aww, maybe Joe wasn’t apologizing. Maybe Joe is Mary’s friend and wants to be more than friends and is saying, in ABBA fashion, “Take a chance on me!”
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February 5th, 2010 at 4:43 pm
Awww, this is cute.
Also, this Mary has a Joe who loves her very much. Which is awesome.
February 5th, 2010 at 4:55 pm
You sure the church didn’t do it, as early prep for Valentine’s Day? Cause while it’s not like Joseph and Mary are uncommon name, it is a bit suspicious.