June 3, 2005
A VISIT FROM THE FOLKS
My in-laws are in town for the weekend to see the Velocigirls' dance recital. An annual ritual I have yet to desensitize myself to.
I arrive at 5:30, ahead of The Bride, to find my mother-in-law in her darkened bedroom, telling tales of woe to the girls. My father-in-law is on the sofa channel surfing, wondering why I don't have the DirectTV Ultimate NASCAR package. He did find some 14 year olds racing pickups on a dirt track on the Sunshine Network, so he was partially mollified. It's like methadone. Doesn't have the kick, but it'll get you through the night.
Typical conversation:
"What's for dinner?"
"Vodka for now, maybe some pigs' feet later if I can hold them down."
...
"That was a joke."
"Ohhh. So what's for dinner?"
"Vodka. Hey, I was only kidding about the pigs' feet. Look, I really gotta get some work done on the computer, okay?"
Two and a half decades, this is la danse macabre we perform. I'm almost beginning to like it.
My in-laws are, thankfully dead. Don't tell my bride, but I found their passing immensely relieving, and perhaps more satisfying than is proper for a Chrisian man to feel.
Posted by: Bane at June 3, 2005 9:34 PMCool, Bane! What'd you inherit? I gots bills to pay. Not that I ever think of that unfortuante day.
Posted by: Velociman at June 3, 2005 9:51 PMPinter meets O'Neill...
Posted by: torchpraise at June 3, 2005 11:19 PMAhh, I thought nothing, at first, and then a check for $3k appeared.
Paid some bills, it did, and financed our home school.
Short shrift for two lifetimes.
If I thought I could gain more from the deaths of others, well...there would be more deaths.
Sadly, the lives of most are worth...
well, not a lot.
Posted by: Bane at June 4, 2005 3:21 AM