Morticia Addams, my very first love

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Gomez and Morticia Addams romance

Morticia Addams

Oh my; be still my fluttering heart. For as long as I can remember, Morticia Addams, portrayed by Carolyn Jones, has always infatuated me. I might have even been in love with her, despite being a fictional character on television. What do I know? I was a kid.

Morticia Addams, goth dark beauty

Which brought me to the question, just how old was I when that show first aired. Yes, I betray my age my answering this question. The show aired for two seasons between 1964 and 1966. That made me between eight and ten years old.

Despite my young age, I couldn’t help but notice Morticia’s seductive svelte figure, plunging neckline, tight waist, and long legs trimmed in that hobble octopus dress that seemed to chase her around the floor. She had the face and mannerisms of romance that drew me in. Just watch her closely in the opening theme, that sly smile when snapping her fingers speaks volumes, enticing me to her side. Despite my tender age, I wanted to be Gomez Addams, going to bed with her each night. In that household, they just as easily could have been sleeping on a bed of nails. You get the idea.

Yes, as a child, I was in love with Morticia Addams. I may be still. Read More

Returning to normalcy

morticia addams normal is an illusion

Normalcy, Webster’s Dictionary defines it as:
“the state or fact of being normal, a return to normalcy after war.”

Dictionary.com defines it as:
“the quality or condition of being normal, as the general economic, political, and social conditions of a nation; normality:
After months of living in a state of tension, all yearned for a return to normalcy.”

Synonyms for the word include: “normality; ordinariness; uniformity.”

morticia addams normal is an illusionWhy am I starting this article off like this? That’s an excellent question. Unknown to most people, my girlfriend, the love of my life, has been traveling the country for the last three weeks.

I’ve been a bachelor for the entire time, sleeping in an empty and cold bed. Frankly, it sucked. I missed her, and now she’s back. Whoo Hoo!

Now, some of you out there could think that I could live the bachelor life, the single life. You could believe that I looked for opportunities to party, go drinking at bars, even picking up women. I’m sorry to disappoint you. I didn’t.

I will say that my close friends and family kept an eye on me, inviting me to visit, come for dinner, and otherwise make sure I wasn’t lonely. Their efforts, while appreciated, failed. I missed her too much. She is a part of my life that while she was gone, I felt like a fish out of water, a bird with a broken wing. As much as I loved the time to myself, the house felt empty as I walked around.

So, instead, I worked on small projects around the house that I hadn’t yet gotten too. I finished an electrical wiring project that I started just before I suffered my concussion. Now, all I need to complete setting up my studio so that I can set it up are a series of shelving to stack and store my art supplies. Time to go shopping, or building depending which is cheaper, and easier.

Yesterday, she returned, and I took the day off from work so that we could be together and reconnect. What am I going to say? I love the girl.

Honey, my love, I missed you. Don’t you ever do that again. Alright!

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