Okay, I'm 38. Born in 1967. Raised in the suburbs. Which puts me squarely in the demographic of women who may have had their romantic paradigm formed by
Lloyd Dobler in "Say Anything." Check out the link to the Post article. I must say that, yes, when I think real romance, I do think John Cusack holding the boom box over his head playing "In Your Eyes." (Cameron Crowe did nail it.) Maybe that's why I have adored Peter Gabriel and Youssou N'Dour ever since then. I certainly have adored John Cusack.
I am thrilled to say that I found my Lloyd Dobler. And he is better than I ever imagined from the movie ... ahh, ain't Valentine's Day grand?
Oh, and I did start a "class sock" from Sensational Knitted Socks by Charlene Schurch. I think socks are going to be fantistic for "knitting in the gaps" -- between laundry loads, cooking, cleaning, shopping, pick-ups and drop-offs, etc...
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Ann, My Lloyd Dobler broke my heart after college. He had all the right music (the Replacements), he didn't want to work behind a desk (a journalist/musician), had the dark hair and the Chuck Taylors. He turned out to be less like Lloyd, more like that ole' Joe, you know "That'll never be me, that'll never be me, that'll never be, never be me, no!" You know, depressed, unable to commit, whatever. This is how I ended up with Mr. Science, and I am so so so lucky. "And don't you even think it!"
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