Yesterday, I was frantically searching our freezer for the yummy tamales that I bought from Trader Joe's. I bought two packages (one for me and one for Ryan) for us to take for lunch. Normally Ryan is so considerate, but apparently not with tamales; he ate them both. I made a little pouting scene about how I would have no lunch and how I was looking forward to a yummy tamale. To finish my dramatic interpretation of a spoiled brat wife, I stomped out the door. Upon my return from work were two packages of tamales, flowers and a poem. It was a "This is just to say" poem. You may have heard of this type of poem. It was featured on This American Life. It is a way of asking forgiveness without ever saying your sorry. Ryan did a fabulous job of utilizing it.
This is Just to Say
by Ryan Lindgren
I have eaten
the tamales
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for lunch.
Forgive me.
They were delicious,
so warm
and so Mexican.
7 comments:
Hahaha! That is great! Good job, Ry.
Adam uses the "This is just to say..." poem all the time! How hilarious.
That is so clever! And very romantic with tamales AND flowers.
You're such a great couple!
I still laugh at the part where he takes the time to clarify the country origin. I think most countries have some variation of tamales so it leaves no grey area about which tamales he's writing the poem about.
Points for specificity (but I'm not specifically saying how many points).
tee hee hee! =)
What a romantic Ryan is, not to mention a poet. He should come back to LA and try to make it big as a writer (or it that doesn't work out he could work at Trader Joe's and get discounts.) I loved your pics of the magnolia's by the way Cheyney. And I miss you tons. The ghetto girls have come to an end (I'll back in Utah by the end of the month atleast for the summer.)
It is so great to know my youngest offspring is a poet and didn't know it. You are very thoughtful, and what woman can resist flowers and food. In my case the key to my heart is flowers or chocolate.
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