Last night someone called the house and asked for me. My step-mom’s friend handed me the phone. The voice on the line was unsure of itself, asking “Hey, are you free tomorrow morning, or do you already have plans with the woman who answered the phone”. I defensively replied, “Hey, that’s just a friend of the family”, still not sure who was on the phone, but now trying to think of women who would be upset about another woman answering the phone.
“Ok” the voice replied, “I was wondering if you could pick me up tomorrow around 10am. I have some time to kill before exams”.
At this point I figure it was the wrong number. Who, except High-School friends tried to reach me at my father's? Maybe someone was pulling yearbook joke on me! We chatted for a minute or so and then I said:
“No Problem, I'll pick you up”, I replied, “except I have absolutely no idea who this is”.
Turns out it was a distant cousin. I had just saw her the day before, so I should have recognized the voice. She just needed a ride to high school. Not a date at all.
Oh well. Who goes on dates anymore anyway. I don’t, that’s for sure. Step-Mom is out of town for two weeks, so once her friends leave, its just going to be me and Pop for a week. Cigars, scotch, and port wine!
The last couple of days we mostly just stood in the kitchen trying to one-up each other. Last night I cooked Pork Loin, with grilled sweet potato fries. Before that he made London Broil, Stir-Fried with Eggplant. I am going to bust out some Scott Howard Carrot Soup, Grilled Fresh Sardines (if I can find them) and Grandma’s Garlic Stuffed Eggplant this week.
Speaking of vegetables, I got canned last week. But then they rehired me. And then they gave me my three week notice. I think I am going to take the downtime to drive up the seaboard to see Gina in
I don’t know if the old Seabring can make it. The car is fading fast. I’ll junk it once I get a new contract.
BTW: Is no one going to defend Elway in the comments section? Jeeesh.
