Tuesday, March 20, 2012

What I did and didn't do during spring vacation

WHAT I DIDN'T DO:

--I didn't go to Arizona to see Sam and Sarah and boys
--I didn't go to Laguna Beach and sit by the ocean
--I didn't have a Balboa Bar
--I didn't ride on the ferry

WHAT I DID DO:

--I lazed around with Tom and waited for daily news on our car in the shop (it is still in the shop)
--I listened to Tom talk on the phone with our insurance man, Dave.
--I found an ugly house (a duplex) online in Georgetown, Prince Edward Island for $48,000. It's just a few blocks from the Atlantic Ocean. One side is restored and one side is partially restored. It's on the same street as the Georgetown Playhouse and next to a mom and pop store. So I could finish out my life in an ugly little house on Prince Edward Island. (All the teenage girls sigh).
--I read Kafka on the Shore. Haruki Murakami rocks. I'm now going to read The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.
--I watched Miss Marple on Netflix.
--Tom and I saw a French film, Declaration of War, that won the 2011 Oscar for best foreign film. We thought it was dreadful. The couple actually broke into song in the middle of the movie. Ghastly. Soap Opera-ish. Boring. It will go on my bad movies list--it, and War Horse.
--I called an ambulance when Tom fainted after a hot bath and lay unconscious for several minutes while I called his name and beat on his chest. He awoke groggy, insisting he didn't need an ambulance, but he couldn't stand or even crawl. I said, "I'm calling an ambulance. I'm the one who has to live with the guilt if you die." Later at the hospital, I said, "If you're here because you're dehydrated, I'm going to kill you myself." They kept him overnight thinking that one can never be too careful with a 72-year old man. Tom, of course, did not want to stay overnight.
--Because we had arranged for a substitute teacher for two Sundays, we skipped church. I guess that's a kind of vacation.
--Ate brownies.





8 comments:

  1. Not teaching for two Sundays is a vacation indeed. Yikes on the ambulance scare!

    Guess what I did this past weekend? I flew to SanFran for a writer retreat with Emily Prusso, Taryn Albright, Robin Hall, and Katie Purdie. It was practically a Louise's class WIFYR reunion. Needless to say we talked about 'the good old times' of WIFYR and classic Louise stories. All because of you...:)

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  2. Oh I love it Illima. And you all wrote? You're like my offspring!

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  3. Whew! You are no longer allowed to leave the 'net for vacation without notifying us of your whereabouts. After noticing your posts stopped, my mind kicked into overdrive. I considered the possibilities of bad things that could have happened. I won't bore you with my list of awfulness because then my mental illness would be obvious, but just know you made my prayer list. Don't do that again. I need my sleep.
    Tell Tom to have a glass of water in the bathroom if he is going to a do a sauna-type bath. I couldn't handle anything bad happening to him, either.
    You are both a major source of my regular life entertainment and must remain intact and available.
    Yes, it is all about me. And don't you forget it, missy.

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  4. Louise,
    We ARE your offspring. Our critique group is called "The Plum Critters." Adorable, right? And, much to my surprise, we actually did a lot of writing and are all helping each other tremendously. We should've had you come as well, but now...looking back on it, it was probably good you were there to get Tom through his dehydration. Who would've called 911?

    Plus, it was raining. So not the typical sunshiny weather one hopes for on a spring vacation.

    On the bright side, you ate brownies. And have you ever tried putting a donut in the microwave? Delish.

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  5. The Plum Critters. So I have vermin for offspring. I'm trying to think of something to go with Plum and all I can think of is Plum Poop. That doesn't really work. Plum Seeds! Plums have stones, though. Plum Critters it is.

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    1. Critters is just a shortened term of endearment for 'critique' partners

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  6. Was it dehydration? For Pete's sake, I must know.

    (You are like my mom, except totally different. When my dad had a heart attack, she didn't mention it for a couple of days. She wanted him to herself in the hospital.)

    Please tell us that Tom's okay.

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  7. I've been off line for a while and did not know this drama with Tom, the ambulance and the postponed holiday had occurred. Glad all is well now. I curiously watched one episode of Damages the other night. Pulled an all nighter to watch rest of Season One. Can't decide how I feel about that show yet. It did deliver in suspense and evil women.

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