My Secret Admirer

One of my secret admirers has come out of the closet. Yes, I say one of them, because we all know I must have HUNDREDS of them out there swooning over me as they read my daily posts, biting their nails as they type me up an email, then deleting it because they know I am so much cooler than their email deserves me to be. I am so great! G-R-A-T! I mean, G-R-E-A-T! OK, that was a Simpson's reference I slipped into the conversation for good measure. We get a lot of Simpson's quotes around our house, because the People love the Simpson's, and after all, the Simpson's have done everything, so chances are, anything funny you have to say or might do has been done already on the Simpsons. OK, that was a Southpark reference. Our household isn't full of much original thought. We just sort of spew out memorized lines from our favorite shows and movies as they fit the situation. We don't have personalities here - we are tv-bots, which is odd since we don't have any tv access.

So anyway, one of my admirers has finally come forth to express their deepest devotion to me. Apparently, we have met once for a weekend fling, and this person didn't like me at first, but has come to realize they love me. They want me to refer to them as 'H.'

This isn't a whole lot of information, but the People have been reading Sherlock Holmes lately, and I think I have learned something from his methods. Let's see... A weekend fling, eh? I have had a lot of those. Didn't like me at first, eh? Everyone loves me! I can't imagine someone who didn't like me at first but likes me now. 'H,' eh? Maybe that is their first or last initial?

I can think of two people with first names that start with 'H' and with whom I had a fling that may have extended over a weekend. Hans and Holly. I seriously doubt it is Hans since he did leave me in the house alone for 27 hours straight. That isn't really the type of action a Norman-lover would take. Holly though ... hmmm ... did she despise me? Yes, I guess she did. She tried to steal my Hootie, and then the ball when we were playing fetch outside! Do you know she gets marshmallows as treats? Marshmallows! I do not get marshmallows. I should be the one who despised her! Well, Holly is the only one I can think of. I am guessing it is Holly! I guess we'll have to wait to see if my admirer leaves me another hint!