My Father
While my 3 mothers might be alternately babying and reprimanding me on my stupidity, my father’s reaction has been a bit different.
“You don’t have anything better to do?” “You have too much time on your hands!”
I bring this up now, because tomorrow my family shows up, initiating the wildcard phase of this adventure.
I’m looking forward to have some company to talk to. I don’t actually talk to Czar (formerly Timmy the turtle), instead we eye each other up throughout the day. I had hoped we would be friends, but its turned out to be more of an uneasy acceptance of each other than anything else. I don’t touch his corpse, and he doesn’t move. I’ll keep working on it though.
But real people will be nice to have around. I’ve come into a system of sorts for my day, and talking to people isn’t one of them. My routine keeps me focused, in the zone, and on track and is pretty much what gets me through the day. Having people around will change that routine, but that’s ok.
The flip side though is they’ll be BBQing and my dad will be leading the pack. He bet on this whole adventure hoping and praying I made it this far so that he could taunt and torture me with the scent of hot dogs, ribs and burgers while I spend most of the day drying out seaweed and boiling mussels. It was well worth a hundred bucks for him to sleep in a bed with a roof over his head, while I continue on in the backyard with the upcoming threat of rain.
Needless to say the hardest part is indeed ahead of me; only one whiff of BBQ ribs might cause me to freak out and lose it all.
I’m preparing myself for 3 days of pure hell.
June 13th, 2008 at 9:41 am
You should spend some time with Dad on sunday, but just cause they’re there does not give you a free pass on rules, so remind your mom, that burgers and dogs with all the fixin’s don’t just fall off the grill like fur coats fall off trucks in the Bronx
June 13th, 2008 at 9:03 pm
I think your father should show his support for you and go strictly on a seaweed diet for this weekend. You can tell him I said that, But unfortunate for you, I know what’s in that cooler. This is going to be a tough weekend for you. Stay strong and tell dad to cook inside.