Each day brings its own surprises.
This summer, The Exchange is coming back. I would like us to all go to France together on the same flight when he leaves. But to give us more vacation days, I asked his father to move his return up by three days. He replied that the flight was fixed and no change could be made.
I am annoyed by this and I am surprised by my annoyance. Since I am hosting his son without sending The Boy there, I think he should try harder to accommodate us. But I know it's because he doesn't know how to make the change. There is a small service fee but it can be done. It tests my patience. I shift into dominatrix robotic and want to take over everyone's lives to simply things.
Yesterday, I had the pleasure of receiving an offer to practise highway driving with Bro, an invitation to a dance recital with a neighbour, a visit from one of the women I went to India with, a phone call from a mutual friend while she was here, and a phone call from The Man. Then in the evening as I pondered whether to visit the cemetery on Father's Day and how to get there, mom phoned requesting that I take her there this morning. Of course I would book a car and take her.
This morning, I received a fright. The Man sent a photograph of him and his colleagues standing in front of a plane. They had been to Kandahar. Kandahar! The place where all the killing is. As if Kabul isn't dangerous enough. What the hell? We communicate everyday and he didn't say he
was going to Kandahar.
I wonder what today will bring when I go out.
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`Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'
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`In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw, `lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on `And how do you know that you're mad?'
2 comments:
Sylph,
Maybe a little off topic , but I have good news. I am proud to tell you that yesterday we ( my wife , daughter and our son's girlfriend) did the "Slachtemarathon" that was a 42K walk. We started in the morning , leaving home at 7 am , then we had to take a bus and started walking at 10,30 . It was a beautiful day , and we enjoyed every minute. It was quite a happening with 13.000 people.
We arrived at the finish about 7 pm. and they gave us a remembering token. Today we take it easy.
Fryslân.
PS . you can always stay for 3
day's or a bit longer at
our place.
Wow, that is good news. The whole family finished! It must've been an amazing day walking with everyone. Congratulations! Yes, take it easy. You did a marathon!
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