Manicure

Dec. 2nd, 2005 07:12 pm
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I just gave my father a manicure.

He came in to the living room, where I was happily surfing and commenting where out of blue he says:
"Melody, file my nails", I give him a "what..." look, but concede, it's very difficult to say no to daddy.
So I sit next to him, begin filing and say "You should really use some moisturizer"
He says "Okay"
Me: "Seriously?"
No answer, once I'm done filing his nails, I ask, "Would you like some nail hardener?"
"Why?" he asks
"To make your nails look healthier and actually be healthier"
"Okay" he replied and I put on the hardener.
I claim success and manicure ending.
He asks "Aren't you going to get the moisturizing cream?"
"You want it?" I ask amazed.
"Yes"
And so I get my Dove and hand it to him.
"No," he says "the whole point os for someone else to massage it in, somebody you love"
"And I'm the only one who loves you?" I ask sceptically.
"Exactly"

I felt squishy, I'm a real Daddy's Girl and am so proud of him... the man has nail polish on his finger nails... he's 61 years old.


This is just a little something I felt I needed to share, now I'm being screamed at to join Shabbat (friday night) dinner.

Date: 2005-12-03 04:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jsn-berg.livejournal.com
that's so cute. I like it when guys aren't afraid not to seem tough all the time ^^

Date: 2005-12-03 08:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
I think my father is very progressive when it comes to grooming. He has a hair cut every three weeks and goes to a special barber shop to trim his beard.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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