Tuesday – Porous

As if you don’t know enough about me already, Ray says I’m porous. We were watching the fireworks on the Fourth of July when he said it. I hollered, “What?! I’m not porous. That means I can’t keep a secret. That means I’m not trustworthy.”

Ray said, “I didn’t say that. I said you were porous.”

I said, “But Ray. I CAN keep confidences. I AM trustworthy.”

Ray said, “Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. You are putting words in my mouth. I said you were porous. I didn’t say you weren’t able to keep confidences or weren’t trustworthy.”

It got too noisy and we couldn't finish our discussion so I finished watching the fireworks going off in my porous brain.

I love Ray. I enjoy Ray. I admire Ray. I respect Ray. I have his “Janey Payney is my hero” text saved in my phone. I also wanted to know what he meant by being porous, so I asked my sister, “What does it mean if someone thinks you are porous?”

She said, “That you absorb a lot.”

I asked someone else, “What does it mean if you're porous?”

She said, “It means you readily distribute and give back all that you’re given - Easy in, easy out.”

I looked porous up in the dictionary. It said, “Permeable.”

Not one place did it say that you can’t keep confidences or aren’t trustworthy if you're porous.  The more I thought about being porous the more I liked it. In fact, by the time I was through pondering on the thought of being porous, I quite liked the description and even agreed with Ray. (After all, I can redistribute leftovers into a concoction you’ve never seen, and love? I really absorb love. I’m permeable, too, I don’t have  elephant hide and, unlike snakes, have a conscience.)

And, I can keep a secret. Why, I’ve been sitting on this news for five days. They asked me not to tell until Tuesday and you haven’t heard one peep from me. But here it is 12:01 a.m. on Tuesday morning and it’s time to tell:

Ty and Michelle are engaged! We could not be happier. Ty asked Michelle to marry him while they were home last week and then, because Michelle’s ring won’t be ready for another couple of weeks, they did what any respectable couple would do and went to Wal-Mart at midnight and chose a ring from the jewelry counter so it looked official when they told us the next morning.  Congrats, congrats, congrats Ty and Michelle. Next May can’t come soon enough.