T’was the night before the captain comes home!

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A miracle occurred and at the very last minute, my tugboat man has been released from his assignment and is on the long  journey home. Because of the great distance he must travel, it takes two days but he’ll be arriving on Friday, which means another drive to the airport at midnight. It’s an unexpected joy, and in honor of this great occasion, I have written a poem based very loosely on “Twas The Night Before Christmas“.  It won’t win any prizes, that’s for sure!

Twas the night before arrival
when all through the house
there was a lot of vacuuming and bleach
with not a single dust bunny too far to reach.

The little sign says Princess Rosebud but it doesn't show up very good

The sign says Princess Rosebud but it’s hard to see.

The f-me boot was hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Capt Cranky wouldn’t be too tired to…you know, (overshare).

The sheets are perfumed and ironed with care
because FINALLY my tugboat man would soon be there.

There’s granola and cookies and cupcakes, too
And vodka and whiskey, and champagne flutes.
Let’s all hope I can find that missing corkscrew.

I did a mani and a pedi and some ‘scaping, too
for the reason that you-know-who would heed the clue

I’ll  drive to the airport and what might I find
but a very, very tired husband who’s ever so kind.

And what to my wondering eyes will appear
but last minute gifts so shiny and sheer.

And I in my vintage Valentino
and he in his new fuzzy robe
will sit by the fire and sip champs ever so slow.

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56 thoughts on “T’was the night before the captain comes home!”

    • How sweet you are! Poem was last minute, couldn’t be too OCD with it, or else it’d be next Christmas before I’d be done tweaking it.

      On Thu, Dec 20, 2012 at 6:12 PM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo

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    • good morning! The miracle too was that he got on an earlier flight! Now he’s surfing (dork) and I can write my besties. I’m waiting breathlessly for one of your posts. You are the FUNNIEST chicka around. Hope you have a few miracles of your own.

      On Sat, Dec 22, 2012 at 5:42 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo

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    • The boot’s a bit heavy and I didn’t want to damage the mantel so I probs wont’ be doing it again! Oh, yes, I remember how clever oneyearolds are!! I hope you had a lovely Christmas day!

      On Mon, Dec 24, 2012 at 3:51 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo

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    • You are nicer than he deserves as he went surfing AGAIN but I’ll show this to him when he comes back. Wait, I gotta move some trash cans in the driveway. OK I’m back. Thank you Mr. RR!

      On Mon, Jan 7, 2013 at 10:00 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo

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