A Cause for Celebration

Last weekend, a seemingly endless supply of balloons and paper streamers descended effortlessly from our living room ceiling.  The sound of a high school marching band could be heard in the distance.  Their chorus of drums and horn instruments grew louder and louder as they approached our front porch.  Hoards of people, of all ages, began appearing on our lawn with smiles galore.  (I’ll admit that I was a bit concerned that our moss covered, mole infested carpet of lushness could be adversely affected.)  The ever growing flash mob just kept coming.  The late comers found themselves restrained to the back rows as they gathered on our once tranquil street.  Many held only a flicker of hope that their frequent jumping would provide them a cherished glimpse of the festivities taking place inside the Monroe abode.  Last weekend, there was cause for celebration.

You can all imagine my surprise when it was confirmed and announced that on Saturday night my wife, Carrie, had officially viewed the movie Pride and Prejudice starring … uh … what’s her breath … oh yea … Kierra Knightly an impressive one billion times.  It’s true.  I am embarrassed to admit that I had lost track of her viewing count at around the 856 million mark.  I am so proud of her accomplishment.

If you’ve never seen Pride and Prejudice, here’s what happens at the end of the movie.  Caution.  Spoiler warning.  Please close your eyes as you read this:

1. The sun shines between a shadow outline of their noggins as they stand with their foreheads touching ever-so-gently. 

2. The last scene shows them in love as they overlook their vast domain ala happily-ever-after style.

 It is always fun to watch Carrie feed lines to the characters on the screen lest they forget.  We own two DVD’s of the movie because we feared that one was tragically lost.  To our amazement and relief, we discovered our original copy about a week after our replacement purchase.  Merely a coincidence I’m sure.  Besides, Carrie told me that everybody owns two copies of Pride and Prejudice and that it’s not a big deal.

We also own a copy of the Pride and Prejudice book which I read to Carrie from time to time by the glow of firelight.  Our foreheads have been known to touch and we’ve been living our own happily-ever-after love story for over a quarter century.

It’s rather obvious, but I’m sure you’ve already made note of the similarities when comparing Pride and Prejudice to the legendary, awe-inspiring antics of everyone’s favorite, The Three Stooges.  Similarities are as follows:

1. There are an abundance of scenes where noggins and foreheads touch ever-so gently.  Usually two heads are joined together with a little help from Moe.

2. The last scene will show The Three Stooges in determined and unshakable friendship ala happily-ever-after style.

 I know what you’re thinking and that’s exactly what I’m saying ... Pride and Prejudice and The Three Stooges can combine to help inspire a winning, happy marriage with the following two step formula (or one, two punch):

1. Share a few loving head bonks along your marriage journey. 

2. Stay ‘til the last scene in your marriage and live out your own happily-ever-after love story. 

If you’re reading this and are already sharing the joy of love in your marriage by using the above two step formula … well now, that’s cause for a true celebration!  It is, after all, Valentine’s Day.  Go celebrate!

And just so you know … hiring a cool marching band to follow you around is optional.  Just gotta get your own ‘cause I’m using mine.