And rained and rained and rained.
The floods have come. My new grass is at the bottom of a pond. Flip and Flop are wearing life preservers. At Maison Bean, the schedule changes every day. One day it’s camp soccer; the next day it’s camp rec center. And a trip to the good doctor to treat swimmer’s ear on a kid I didn’t know could swim.
At Kell’s house
Before I could get out of the car, Jax and Moose were in the pool.
Me: I didn’t know Jax could swim.
The British Husband: YOU DIDN’T KNOW HE COULD SWIM? [His eyebrows disappeared into his forehead.]
Me: He must’ve learned at camp.
In Kell’s kitchen
Me: I like that plate hanging over your sink. Is it Italian?
Kell: You’re kidding me. Right?
Me: No, I really like it. It’s exquisite.
There was a pause while it dawned on her that it’s been a lot of years and a lot of chardonnay since then.
Kell: You gave it to me.
Me: I did?
Me: Can I have it back?
After some wine, I took the plate down. It was Italian. Hand painted.
Me: I really have good taste.
One of these days I’m gonna nail down the respect thing. Right now, Mother Nature has waged war and I expect to be stuck in the house with Moose for the next week.
Things could get ugly…. Really ugly.