She: “You are giddy. Look at her, she’s giddy!”
She B: “She is. She’s turning red. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her turn red before.”
Me: “No, no, no, no, no, no…I am NOT giddy! And I AM NOT turning red!”
She: “Oh, hon! Enjoy it. I don’t remember the last time I was giddy. I’m jealous.”
She B: “Remember the quote, ‘Soar on the wings of anticipation. It almost makes up for the thud at the end.'”
Me: “Maybe I should meet him before I start anticipating.”
She: “Enjoy it now.”
She B: “There’ll be enough time for the thud later.”
