A Woman’s Imagination July 13, 2007
Posted by Moe in Essays, Humor.trackback
“A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.” ~Jane Austen
I’d only been home for two days, but my answering machine was already cluttered with messages of “Call me back ASAP” from Jen. Since her voice sounded more like a giggly girl at a slumber party than someone in the middle of a crisis, I wrote “call Jen” on a sticky note and continued with my unpacking. I’d call her after I’d run a load of whites.
Apparently, she just couldn’t wait for me to dig my smelly socks out of the blue duffle bag and track down a bottle of bleach, because before the rinse cycle was underway, the phone rang. She asked a few pleasantries — if the airplane food was as gross as normal, and whether I’d enjoyed the conference – before cutting to the chase.
From Admiration to Love
“So,” said the enthusiastic voice on the other end of the line, “Tell me about him!”
I mentally flipped through files of friends and acquaintances trying to decipher who the elusive him was before finally just asking what on earth she was talking about.
“Oh,” she obviously thought I was being coy, “you know who I mean, Kelsey.”
I wondered if she’d confused my life with someone else’s, perhaps someone from one of those soap operas I pride myself on never watching, or maybe it was a side affect of a Pride and Prejudice overdose. Who knows.
“There isn’t any guy to tell you about.” I said. The last him of any interest whatsoever had been a fellow I’d met briefly while at the conference, who I’d never mentioned to Jen because it wasn’t worth mentioning. After all, we hadn’t even swapped MySpaces.
From Love to Matrimony
While gone, though, I’d briefly mentioned chatting with Conference Dude in a short email to Kathy. Kathy told Beth, a mutual friend of ours, I was dating someone I’d only just met. Beth then told Jen, who immediately took it from dating to matrimony. By the time I got home and was attempting to do my laundry in peace, the story had grown so much, you’d have thought they’d drenched it with Miracle Grow.
It’s amazing how when several women with rapid imaginations enter the equation, something as mundane as, “I talked with an interesting guy over coffee,” can turn into, “I’m getting married this summer to someone I only just met and didn’t bother to tell you.”
Jen, disappointed to discover there wasn’t going to be a summer wedding — or spring, fall or winter for that matter — said with a sigh, “Oh, and I was looking forward to the wedding.” I laughed. At moments like that, there isn’t much else you can do.
Thankfully, Jen hadn’t bought a gift yet; although, I guess a new toaster never hurt anyone.
But then…. there is always another conference!
Great story!
Tim
I’m glad to hear you haven’t gone off and gotten yourself engaged on a whim, Miss Kelsey. lol It’s interesting how quickly a story like that comes together with so few details in the beginning.
LOL
By the way, you’ve been tagged.
Hey, You are now officially tagged, sorry, they did it to me, now I must pass on the blessings to you!
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The Home Engineer
Bahaha! What a great intro. quote to that humorous story! Don’t all of us women do that in our friendships — trying to set each other up for a dream man? LOL There’s always us Janes…and Charlottes…and Emmas.
From the quote, it sounds like you’re probably like me and will eventually see “Becoming Jane” soon (the new movie). I think it looks good, at least. And I’m also laughing because I just put on a load of whites myself.
And Amy the kitty is lovely. I like the profile pic to the right.
Thanks. I needed a laugh. If this quote is true, and it seems it is for some reason, it must be why my husband and I drove everyone around us insane when we were dating for FIVE YEARS. hehe.
S