Posts Tagged ‘Family’

No . . . You Surely Aren’t (Part Two)

September 1, 2017

It would be inaccurate to say that Lala had a cavalier attitude toward money before she moved out, but now that she’s living in a self-imposed state of constant financial crisis, she has become intensely frugal to a degree that I occasionally find worrying, but understandable.  I didn’t realize how much her attitude toward money had changed though until I paid for her dinner out recently.

When the check arrived I didn’t think anything of it because I’m painfully aware of the cost of dining out in this area (which is why I prefer not to do it very often), but I saw Lala’s eyes widen at the cost of her meal, then she gasped out a horrified realization of something that I had known for the past three years or so:

“I’m no longer a cheap date!” she cried.

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No . . . You Surely Aren’t (Part One)

August 31, 2017

To finally continue the story that I started on Monday, one of my major objections to Lala moving out was that I knew full well just how damn expensive everything is where I live, particularly when you’re living on your own.  At the time she tried to tell me that she thought it would help her better learn the value of money and how to better manage her finances.

While I felt those were important lessons, in this case I felt like she was proposing to learn them via the “sink or swim in a pool of razor blades” method, and “surely” she didn’t need to go to such extremes.

And in hindsight, I was surely and completely wrong about that, and it only took one recent meal to make that abundantly clear to me.

And That’s Easy For Me To Admit . . . Now

August 28, 2017

A while back Lala moved out and into her own place not too far from here, so we still get to see her a lot.  This makes everybody happy . . . now.  When the idea was first floated to me though, I was, to put it mildly, against it.  I could probably spend hours recounting why I was against it at the time, but in addition to that making for boring conversation, there’s another reason I’m not going to do that.

Because I was wrong!

And That’s Pretty Much How It Happened

August 22, 2017

As you may have already guessed, the reason we were with my son on an airplane the other day was so that we could be in a better location for the recent solar eclipse.  If this sounds uncharacteristically . . . extravagant of me to you, you’ve obviously been paying attention.

As it happens, we got lucky.  It happened something like this:

My son,L., to Me:  I’d sure like to see a total solar eclipse.

Me to Me:  Me too.

Me to L’s Mother:  L. and I were just talking about the upcoming solar eclipse and how cool it would be able to see it.

L’s Mother to Me:  You know . . . I have to make a business trip to an area in the path of totality sometime in the next few months.  Do you want me to see if I can schedule it to coincide with-

Me:  Yes.

I Was

August 4, 2017

I was looking for directions on the box on how to prepare this, and the first thing I saw was “keep frozen” and I thought to myself, “That doesn’t sound tasty at all!”

– L’s Mother’s latest attempt to see if I was really listening to her

Her Response: “Well . . . YEAH!”

August 3, 2017

It turns out that a while back someone asked my wife and one of her coworkers what the secret of a successful marriage was.  The coworker stressed the importance of harmony and that the wife should tend to all the husband’s needs, wants, and comforts.

It was at this point in the story that I interrupted my wife’s telling to laugh and observe that “Clearly your philosophy is different!”

Presuming You’re Not A Busybody With Your Acquaintances, Of Course

July 31, 2017

Given the option, I prefer to be perfectly on point with just the “right” levels of protectiveness and curiosity.  When that’s not an option (and it frequently isn’t), I’ve decided I’d rather be slightly (emphasis on slightly) overprotective and overcurious than the alternatives.  The tricky part is determining where the lines are, but there are some handy rules of thumb.

For instance, I figure that if you would ask the same question if a casual acquaintance told you their late night ended around eight in the morning that you would if a family member told you the same thing, you’re probably doing okay.

My Morning Conversation (Take Two Thanks To A 404 Error)

July 17, 2017

L’s Mother:  We should do something fun tonight!

Me:  Okay.  Sounds good to me.

L’s Mother:  Because it’s 7/17/17!

Me:  Of course.

L’s Mother:  I know it’s a made-up holiday, but it’s special to me.

Me:  I know.

L’s Mother:  Oh, and we should be sure to eat at 7:17!

Me:  Too far.

Oh. Oh! Then Yes I DID See You, But . . . Um . . . Yeah, I Saw You

July 3, 2017

So I’m out driving today, and while stopped at a stop light I noticed somebody’s arm flailing out the driver’s side window from a car ahead of me.  It takes me a moment, because all I can really see is the arm, but I eventually decide the gesture is intended to be a wave.

Why is that idiot waving? I thought to myself.  It’s not like anybody can tell why they’re waving, or even who they’re waving to!

When I got home I found Lala had arrived there just before I did, and the first thing she said to me was “Did you see me earlier?”

“No,” I answered.  (Yes, I know that you see where this is going, but at the time I had zero reason to expect what was about to happen next.)

“Really?” she asked, sounding disappointed.  “I waved and everything . . .”

I’ll Do That, Son

June 13, 2017

Yesterday I took an extra moment to properly time my necessary walking between my son and the television screen while my son was playing a game.

“Why do you try to be so careful about not blocking my view?” he asked me.

Chuckling, I answered, “Well . . . it’s because it used to seem like my mom was always blocking my view when I was really interested in something, and I remember how much I hated that, so whenever I can, I try not to do that to you.”

“Oh,” my son replied, then after a  thoughtful pause he asked, “Is Grandmama still coming to visit this week?”

“Yes,” I told him.

“Can you please remind her that it’s rude to block people’s views?”