Wife’s turn for vacation<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\nCurrent mood: bummed<\/p>\n
The essence of moral conflict\u2014when the wife\u2019s away<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My editor, bedfellow and 40+yr lover is now in upstate New York with her Mother visiting her sister and numerous relatives.\u00a0 My job, for the week, is to disallow the destruction of our house, check on my Mother-in-law\u2019s place periodically, feed the 2 fish in her aquarium, mind her parakeets plus one oversized dog whose sole ambition in life is the development of a co-dependent dysfunctional relationship with whomever happens to be in charge of her at the time.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My job was further complicated by Tristan being so sick he can\u2019t decide if dying is one of the more viable options open to him.\u00a0 I\u2019ll need to keep him breathing until his Mother gets back, or somehow, it will become my fault.\u00a0 The other night he discovered large white blisters on his tonsils, so I packed him off to the doctor.\u00a0 She gave him a military style shot in the butt. (One of those big painful ones designed to kill or cure)\u00a0 She then prescribed steroids to keep his throat from closing and told him he either had strep throat or mono and the lab would let him know in a few days.\u00a0 If it\u2019s mono, she pointed out, he may need a splenectomy.\u00a0 He is praying for strep.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 When bringing the bird\u2019s cage home in Gloria\u2019s car, it wouldn\u2019t fit on the back seat upright, so I laid it on its side and the parakeets adjusted accordingly.\u00a0 While I was unloading, the cage partially opened and the yellow budgie was gone like a shot, never to return again.\u00a0 The dog has begun to smell like (what can I say?) a wet dog and I am not about to bathe him.\u00a0 Now I notice that I can only count 1 fish in the tank.\u00a0 I\u2019ve done better work in my life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I was looking forward to Glow and her Mother coming home.\u00a0 I\u2019m not so sure now.\u00a0 I thought that perhaps, if I went out and bought a yellow bird and added it to the cage, Mom might not know the difference.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure another guppy for the fish tank would work.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I ran the idea past some of the other family members and they were horrified that I would attempt such a thing.\u00a0 Tris, Jen, Beth, and even Ingrid (who always agrees with me) have threatened to rat me out if I even think about.\u00a0 It is unanimous with them that were I to buy a contrasting bird (anything but yellow) and come clean with their Grandma, it would be acceptable.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t believe what they were saying to me.\u00a0 If Gran thinks the birds and fish are the same ones she left, she\u2019ll be happy.\u00a0 What\u2019s wrong with that??\u00a0 If she knows that her yellow budgie flew the coop and possibly bought the farm, while a guppy went to Davie Jones\u2019 locker she\u2019ll be upset.\u00a0 Somehow they deem that better than to have her happily uninformed.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Did I miss the train or something?\u00a0 I think everyone is crazy but me.\u00a0 That\u2019s what the comment section is for.\u00a0 You tell me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Repost of one of a Myspace blog about 3 months ago. Wife’s turn for vacation Current mood: bummed The essence of moral conflict\u2014when the wife\u2019s away \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My editor, bedfellow and 40+yr lover is now in upstate New York with her Mother visiting her sister and numerous relatives.\u00a0 My job, for the week, is to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11774","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-other"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11774","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11774"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11774\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11774"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11774"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11774"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}