Edwards Starry Eyes

Posted On: December 12, 2009
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Last night I went with my wife to a dinner party for “grown-ups.” Everyone in attendance was required to write and read something. Most were women in their 30s and most are to some degree obsessed with the Twilight saga.

Well, not wanting to spoil the mood I wrote about the one real and meaningful experience I’ve had with Twilight.

Edwards Starry Eyes,

Eggs, free range, organic
Juice, apple, organic

There is one item that can not be spoken aloud or silently, it just is. The first time I purchased this I did so with a certain profound reverence. After that it  was everything I could muster to make this a menial task. It never has been.

Rice milk
Almond milk
Ground turkey, kosher

It’s cold out and I have to pull the zipper on my hoodie way up to keep warmth close to my chest, there are also feelings I’m tying up in there and I feel more secure, more protected with my armor all buttoned up.

Bread, sliced
Butter, salted

I walk with purpose into the store, eyes up and sure footed. Had you asked me why I was there that evening I might have replied “lunch items for my kids” or quoted you the price of tea in china…$1.84/25 bags. But I know the truth and I would have bet you knew it too. We can both see through my confident act.

Olive oil, extra virgin
Romaine, hearts

Back and forth through the fluorescence, the coupons calling to me, begging me to stray from my purpose. I hadn’t cared, the first time I read that word, I pretended not to read it again, but I hadn’t really cared and I kept telling myself that, hoping to eventually believe it.

Juicy juice, juice box
half & half

The normal internal dialogue has all but died, yesterday I would have silently asserted that the cookies in my cart are for my wife. Today you know what’s for who, today you see the mess of it all on my face, today there is no good explanation I can give to you or myself. It’s all too obvious.

Lunchmeat
Fruit

I couldn’t get them first, they would have sat alone in the center of my cart and called out to everyone I passed, having gotten them last creates the same effect but adds some altitude because they now sit upon an alter of groceries. Time slows, the checkout line, there is no refuge.

Gum
Mints

Our eyes met. I knew instantly where they belonged, that precious copy of GQ, my saviour. His starry eyes. I placed the blood sucker upon the box of blood suckers and was safe…