Oh, I hope we all looked nice. Was I wearing my thong? Did I look thin? I hope so. I never do in my own dreams.
We are all back- well, we are half back- for a few hours we were all back, but then CW and Dan took off for Houston, so now we are only half back, but by tonight we should be 3/4 back.
Ammo just woke up- I kid you not. It's 2 pm. He slept 13 hours. But he has earned it.
His play was wonderful. I think your tall blonde must have been his costar. She was 5'8" and very beautiful. We're so proud of him. He managed to do three productions all virtually at the same time, and make excellent grades on his midterms somehow. I don't know how he had time- well, I have some idea. We went to his apartment to pick him up. I have never seen anything quite like it, and as you know, I worked in social services for years and saw a lot.
For two hours I did dishes, and made only a slight dent in the kitchen. I refused to even look at the bathroom. I passed his bedroom and couldn't see the floor or the beds. I left as many things as I could soaking in the sink overnight and washed more the next day. I finally got to the bottom of one of the sinks and it was a terrible experience. I'm surprised they aren't all dead from bacterial infections or something.
I've been making ooeygooey bars waiting for him to wake up-- this was a special request. He must have thought long and hard after the article about his wanting wanting Pizza HUt's Meatlovers at Thanksgiving and he asked me to make OoeyGooey bars.
These are absolutely disgusting and exceptionally good.
They involve an entire bag of melted caramels and a stick of butter, a box of German Chocolate Cake mix, a bag of chocolate chips and some pecans, which makes them healthy.
I was very clever this time; I wrote out a menu and told him to check the things he wanted me to make while he was home. It was very gratifying. He checked everything except the vegetables-- any vegetables- next to that part of the list he wrote, Nice try Mom. I haven't been away THAT long.
He made excited noises and comments like, OH I LOVE THAT! OH, I WANT THAT! Instead of just basking in the glow of all that joy, I had to make some comment, try to get a little more flattery, about how I must a better cook than I had thought, and he said, "I've been living on Beenie Weenies and spaghettios. Anything looks great."
His backpack is in the middle of the living room floor and this is what he brought home.
1 pair of socks, 1 pair of athletic shoes, a pair of underwear and a bathing suit.
No clothes.
I kid you not.
NO clothes.
I just asked him what he intended to wear all week.
"I'm not going anywhere."
Does this mean that he's going to walk around in a pair of underwear and his socks and sneakers for the entire week?
I do not know.
I don;t pretend to know.
I am washing his plane clothes as quickly as I can. |
