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Those that are somewhat aware of my personality know that there is a thin veneer of courtesy and lipservice the width of an M&M candy coating on the surface until you reach that all about me layer beneath.

Now awhile back second son Dan aka Guttersnipe #2 announced his desire to return to active military duty by way of becoming an officer. While delighted with my son for having goals and the will and strength to carry them out I was more enthused over the generous offer of his truck being donated to us snce he also has another vehicle of his own. The 'us' was quickly replaced with the 'me' word. After all the Long Suffering Spouse is more then pleased with her new vehicle whose presence in the driveway is barely noticed by me. I have driven it once and it is by no means a favorite ride. I suspect my disdain is due to the economic change it brought on. The truck will give me reliable transportation at last and new found freedom from the tyranny of rental car fees.

Flash forward to this morning at approximately 1:05 am. The Long Suffering One is doing her usual monopolizing of the computer while I am doing my usual glaring at the door to her Sanctum Santorum awaiting my chance to check for fan mail from Logos (who I finally heard from celebrating my continued relationship with oxygen) and Kizzo, Andave Ya and others and was watching a rerun of Scrubs.
Scrubs is one of the few comedies I can watch over and over and rarely get tired of. On this episode Heather Graham is guest starring for a story arc so eye candy is abundant and there is less rancor over waiting for box time from the Mrs.

Box time is at last achieved and I finally log off at 5:30 this morning after chatting a bit with one of my more favorite friends on the net. I have to be at work at 2 pm so sleep comes quickly.

There is a shift change at 4 pm as well as a desk change. I go from monitoring Springfield to Beavercreek and I am half logged in when my cell phone goes off.

Son Dan is about to change my life -- again.

He starts with the news that I will finally have a daughter-in-law to get to know and care for.

I have a sudden difficulty in breathing. I excuse myself and go to the kitchen in back to finish the call. This came out of nowhere as far I was concerned. I knew he was dating a bit but didn't think anything solid was going on.

I decide to start the breaking in process right off. I am a believer in getting right to it. Dan lets me talk to her after the initial oohs and ahhs.

I ask her name and it is Heather. I decide a cute nickname is in order. I tell her I was watching Scrubs with Heather Graham last night so her nickname is now Graham Crackers.
She has me repeat the process of the name selection which I am certain is being recorded in a diary real soon or filed away for you father is crazy and NOW I know where you get it from box for later arguments when the bloom is off the rose.

We chat a bit. I tell her if she can remember the Avengers, The Shadow and Captain Blood we'll get along very very well.

Dan will be calling the Long Suffering One next. Dan always did put me first which pleases me no end. Heather is an officer Dan has known for a bit. No date set yet. All is well with the world.

Until 4:19 pm when I suddenly wondered if a truck would inhabit my driveway any week soon.
Sigh. Shallow shallow shallow.