I've started to write something new for this three times now. It's not that I don't have things to write about, because I'm constantly told that I do, it's mostly that when I type things out, I realize that I don't like the way it reads. And if I don't like it, I don't particularly want anyone else to read it. Therefore, the space that I'm paying for sits, unused. It's not something that has been keeping me awake at night, but...I've been hearing about it, and hearing about it, and hearing about it. So, to shut Mike up, I will post whatever happens to come out of my head tonight. That will have to do for now.
My grandfather rented a mansion of a cottage and invited all of his family up for the week. My aunt and her kids are there, my uncle and his wife, my grandfather and his wife, as well as my mother and her husband. I went for the weekend, mostly because I haven't seen my uncle in about a year. For some reason, I saw his wife at Christmas, but not him. I haven't seen my aunt and my cousins since Christmas either, and so I went to see everyone. It was a gorgeous weekend, and I managed to get a sunburn.
On Sunday night my mom suggested to me that I give my dad a call and see if he wanted to come up for a visit on Monday. My father is also on holidays, and staying at the cottage. So, I called him up and he said that he'd come.
I have the weirdest parents. They divorce but still hang out all the time. My father actually seems to genuinely like mom's new husband. Anyway, my father has always liked most of my mothers family, so it was good that he could come up and see them. My grandfather in particular misses my father I think. So it was a good thing. However, there I am, sitting with all of my family around me (well, my brother wasn't there, but that's for the best really) and in walks the new husband...it sort of shattered the happy picture in my head. It's not that I don't like him, most of the time I do, it's just...it was like...life was normal again, if only for a brief second.
I realized at some point that I'd run out of Diet Coke, so I had to walk over to the marina to buy more, mom said she'd come with me, and since we were sitting talking to my dad he decided to come along as well. It was nice, we talked about silly things, but it was fun to have them together. I'm certainly not turning into one of those people that do nothing but dream about their parents reuniting, but it makes me feel safe to have them both together. I can't figure out if it makes sense or not, but there it is.
After coming home from the weekend I went off to meet with my high school friends. It was something that I actually instigated, and once I got there I quite enjoyed myself. We did all kinds of gossiping, and talked about everyone that didn't show up behind their backs. This is particularly funny because one certain person we all knew in high school became very flaky when we went our seperate ways to school. She'd say she was going to come to parties, or whatever, and then she'd cancel at the last minute. Typically, she emailed the hostess on Tuesday to say that she wouldn't make it. None of us were surprised. I also found out that almost half of my graduating class is either a) married or b) gay. It's amazing what develops in a few years.
So, that's the update. It seems to me that I'm incredibly busy, but then I sit down and think about it and it seems to me that I don't actually do that much.
Posted by Michelle at July 25, 2002 02:51 PM