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The meal with the ‘rents went well. While I pretty much understand my parents’ thoughts and motivations, they really have a difficult time figuring out where I am coming from and why. I have always been the one in my family to do things my own way. The language the family always uses is “He always did march to the beat of a different drummer.” And, honestly, I did.
In a way I feel sorry for my parents. I think at some point they really wanted to understand my thoughts and motivations, but around the time I went off to college they just gave up on trying to understand me. Not that I blame them. My thoughts and emotions stray very far from the parental units’. In this case the acorn did fall a significant distance away from the tree.
When they come back through town on Tuesday of next week, we will share a dinner again. This time instead of California Pizza Kitchen, we will dine at the venerable Burger King. Yes, Little Man does choose fine dining experiences. At least I have the weekend to prepare for that one. This springing stuff on us is hard to take.
On another note, Little Man did great with my parents even though he was playing injured, as it were. He has an ear infection in his right ear. This has made the naptime and bedtime rituals more difficult to complete. I don’t care what anyone says, there ain’t enough ground up rhinoceros horn in the world that will get a 2.75 year old to sleep when they have an ear infection. It takes good old fashioned neglect.
To Recap:
2 of the four renderings of those bridges in Cleveland are done
Yippeeee!
I am quite different from my folks
By different I mean that I am diametrically opposed to them
Me = Different Drummer
California Pizza Kitchen is tasty in a sort of non-threatening family way
Little Man will be on the antibiotics today
We are going to crush the biotics that are messing up his system!
They will not know what hit them
Primarily because they are not really sentient
At least I hope they are not
I would use the bottom of my lungs if it wouldn’t hurt Little Man
I said, “We are going to crush…” and by “we” I mean “the medicine”
In a way I feel sorry for my parents. I think at some point they really wanted to understand my thoughts and motivations, but around the time I went off to college they just gave up on trying to understand me. Not that I blame them. My thoughts and emotions stray very far from the parental units’. In this case the acorn did fall a significant distance away from the tree.
When they come back through town on Tuesday of next week, we will share a dinner again. This time instead of California Pizza Kitchen, we will dine at the venerable Burger King. Yes, Little Man does choose fine dining experiences. At least I have the weekend to prepare for that one. This springing stuff on us is hard to take.
On another note, Little Man did great with my parents even though he was playing injured, as it were. He has an ear infection in his right ear. This has made the naptime and bedtime rituals more difficult to complete. I don’t care what anyone says, there ain’t enough ground up rhinoceros horn in the world that will get a 2.75 year old to sleep when they have an ear infection. It takes good old fashioned neglect.
To Recap:
2 of the four renderings of those bridges in Cleveland are done
Yippeeee!
I am quite different from my folks
By different I mean that I am diametrically opposed to them
Me = Different Drummer
California Pizza Kitchen is tasty in a sort of non-threatening family way
Little Man will be on the antibiotics today
We are going to crush the biotics that are messing up his system!
They will not know what hit them
Primarily because they are not really sentient
At least I hope they are not
I would use the bottom of my lungs if it wouldn’t hurt Little Man
I said, “We are going to crush…” and by “we” I mean “the medicine”
9 Comments:
i hear ya on the parental units.
though as far away as i am to them on a personal note - i see it coming full circle with hints of what i was always opposed to seeping in.
when it fully takes me over i will terminate my life force.
Anna:
Wait till you have a kid (if you are going to have a kid). I have found myself saying things much like my dad. It is scary... ever so scary...
Sorry to hear Lil Man is a sicky baby.
Ear infections suck....but thank goodness the makers of Amoxicillin knew what they were doin' by making it bubble gum flavor. Does he get them frequently? Poor lil' guy.
I love California Pizza Kitchen's Thai Sesame Noodle thingy and their Thai Pizza. Yum! That sounds good.....
peefer:
It is what I was raised on.
Kimmyk:
He does not get them enough to have tubes in the ears, but it is not rare for him to get one.
California Pizza Kitchen has a kid's pasta which is just spiral noddles and marinara, for which Little Man would sell Wifey and me. Wifey is partial to a couple of the salads there as well as their tostada pizza. I like the shrimp scampi pizza or the BB-Q chicken pizza.
They also have minutemaid orange soda, which is a plus.
Is she half-foreign?
-Scooter (written by his proxy)
Scooter:
whilst Wifey is indeed "half-brown" as you so eloquently put it on the playground, she is not "half-foreign."
**background for others
Wifey and Little Man were at tyhe park last week when a little boy asked wifey if she were "half-brown and half foreign." Turns out the inquisitive little boy was Nadonly's kid.
The tall bald one told us this story at dinner over the weekend. I'm surprised Scoot didn't recognize wifey from the New Years party. Anyways, we racked our brains trying to figure out why he asked these things. We weren't surprised that he asked questions, as he walks up to people in stores etc... and asks them all kinds of things that come into his mind. It was the particular questions sequence that surprised us. Turns out his school has been talking to them about other Countries and the various ways they are different than ours. Apparently these places are "across the water" as Scoot explains it. I don't know where that leaves Canada and Mexico, but there you have it.
-signed, the wheelbarrow kid :)
Do your parents read your blog? As it might help with the confusion, or make matters worse depending on which posts they read
CG:
I keep this blog a super secret secret from my parents. Wifey's mom knows about it, but my parents... Oh no.
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