Today will be pleasant.
Yes, the not-clean version of “Payphone” is playing in the kitchen and the 5 yo is singing along to it, confused at the different words than usual. NOT my doing. You see where this is going?
So my kid got suspended again, the same day his standardized test scores came back…if you only knew him from one of those two directions, you never would expect the other.
We were going to have my brother’s family over (sans brother, he’s working) today for dinner. It would have been quieter than going to my parents’ house (we’ll go there when my loud relatives aren’t there, tomorrow) and we would also have my niece over to sleep over, the girls would like it.
At some point this morning, sister in law says she can’t make it, she’s sick. I made a roast chicken for dinner, it went over well. And we ate while watching Ghostbusters 2. Pretty good for an immediate family dinner.
My parents are a difficult subject in this house for a myriad of reasons, with mi esposa having no relationship with her stepfather after her mother passed away, and other lingering grudges. But they’re still THERE, whatever the deal is, and I would have gone there for dessert or something. They’re 20 minutes from me.
We’ll go there tomorrow. It’s not the house I grew up in, it’s not a place I have ever slept at. But there’s these “feelings” in the air that weigh heavily on me whenever I’m there. So I won’t stay long.
My parents are coming home from Mexico today. They went with my middle brother and his family, and my younger brother and his wife. Everyone to my knowledge is paying their own way. And that’s fine. When I was asked if I wanted to go I said, “Sure, but I can’t swing it.”
I know the next topic of conversation with my parents will be how wonderful Mexico was, how nice it was to spend time with my other brothers and the two grandkids, and how they’re upset we don’t spend as much time with them even though we’re only 20 minutes away.
Next time we see them they’re going to want to show me pictures that they’ll probably have put into an album from Shutterfly or somesuch. And show me how much fun they had and what a nice place they stayed in and the fact they got an extra day because they were bumped from the flight and oh look free plane tickets for another trip next year maybe we’ll go in February when it’s cold out and here’s A in her bathing suit and Z trying a quesadilla and i’m just going to ask to be excused and get in my car and leave.