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Aug. 2nd, 2019 10:19 pmMy pre-trip anxiety is like astronaut condom-style urine containment devices. It comes in three sizes: extra large, immense, and unbelievable. I packed my bag, made cookies, and went to the store to get snacks for the cooler. I'm over-preparing for everything . . . but food is not always the greatest down there, if you don't want to eat fried things for every meal. Since several people, including young Raptor, have to fly and probably won't bring their own supplies, I thought it would be good to provide some basic food items: fruit, cheese, cold meat, bread and butter. And the Dred Sandwich, of course. A family trip wouldn't be complete without it. I also made the oatmeal cookies that my mother always used to make for trips. Maybe I can give some of them away. And I bought a box of chocolates for Uncle Ed--hopefully something he'll enjoy.
I called my aunt and had quite a long chat with her. She had given me a scolding for not keeping in touch. One of the letters I wrote was to her, but not having heard from her, I figured I'd better call and see if she got it. She informed me that--at nearly 90--she will come to the burial service, but will not join us for dinner. She has "other plans." She seems to keep pretty busy! My cousin says she still drives, although she added a scared-looking emoji after that, so I gather the kids aren't too happy about that. I learned that her tomatoes are doing great, but they don't have any flavor, and that the new priest doesn't look you in the eyes! She does not approve of that. Also, the church is having a dinner on Sunday night--all you can eat, 10 dollars. You won't find a good deal like that for the family anywhere else. But then she had to call me back to tell me that her daughter reminded her that dinner isn't until the 18th. Too bad!
Every time we go off on a trip, I think of all the things I have not done properly! I swear to God, if i return from this in my right mind, I will be tidy and well-organized from now on. Ha . . . so likely. I am looking forward to coming home and taking a few deep breaths. Relaxing and taking care of my own stuff for awhile. It's a lovely vision I hold before me.
I called my aunt and had quite a long chat with her. She had given me a scolding for not keeping in touch. One of the letters I wrote was to her, but not having heard from her, I figured I'd better call and see if she got it. She informed me that--at nearly 90--she will come to the burial service, but will not join us for dinner. She has "other plans." She seems to keep pretty busy! My cousin says she still drives, although she added a scared-looking emoji after that, so I gather the kids aren't too happy about that. I learned that her tomatoes are doing great, but they don't have any flavor, and that the new priest doesn't look you in the eyes! She does not approve of that. Also, the church is having a dinner on Sunday night--all you can eat, 10 dollars. You won't find a good deal like that for the family anywhere else. But then she had to call me back to tell me that her daughter reminded her that dinner isn't until the 18th. Too bad!
Every time we go off on a trip, I think of all the things I have not done properly! I swear to God, if i return from this in my right mind, I will be tidy and well-organized from now on. Ha . . . so likely. I am looking forward to coming home and taking a few deep breaths. Relaxing and taking care of my own stuff for awhile. It's a lovely vision I hold before me.
