I love the ironic zest of sarcasm life affords me. “Yup. I had the fun of covering the Anita Hill Hearings. The stupid oozed off the walls. So, how’s the new hubby?”
“He’s great. A trainable man.” My Girl makes me laugh.
“It took me two years to housebreak Mr. Wonderful,” I confided.
My Daughter was curious. “How long did it take to housebreak me?”
“Not that long, but I had to do it twice. Once when you were almost three and then again when you were 14. Only at 14 I called it ‘making you grow up into a reasonable adult’ even though it was the same damn thing as housebreaking.”
“WoW”, said my Daughter, “ I remember that! Am I done?”
“Well, today you are. We’ll see about tomorrow.”
“Is Evan ever going to be done?” My Daughter spends a lot of time in her younger brothers business.
“Gwad I hope so. You made me grey, but I’m gonna be bald by the time he’s out of the house.”
“Well, I am the better kid.”
“You are my favorite Daughter.” By now I was laughing.
“I am your only Daughter.”
So that was fun. I also went with my newly retired BFF to see Hillwood Museum today. The weather and gardens were beautiful, we saw a ton of interesting stuff, learned about Marjorie Merriweather Post and could sit in the warm shade at the café and have lunch. It was awesome with awesome sauce.
I’m on a roll. Yesterday Miss Peg and I went to the National Geographic exhibit of the Anglo-Saxen Horde discovered in Staffordshire, England by a guy with a metal detector. Since all roads lead to the gift shop, on the way out I discovered a pair of lovely amber and silver drop earrings. I called Mr. W immediately.
“Want me to buy you my Christmas present?” I asked him.
“SURE! He said happily, buy it and forgetaboutit.”
I’m also going to forgetabout a lovely amber pendent necklace that he doesn’t know he’s bought for my birthday.
Life is good in Empresspattiland.