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April 15, 2005
The 'Rents Are Coming
My parents are making their annual trek down to visit us today. This is their layover on the way to the real vacation in Nags Head, NC. I actually look forward to seeing them. They love to fix things around the place that Rob and I have neglected. My mom still brings tons of groceries as if I'm still in college (laundry detergent, spaghetti sauce, peanut butter, etc). I made the mistake once of telling her that I was learning how to make pizza. She started bringing/mailing tons of pizza crust packets on a regular basis. It got to the point where we had no more room for them. I also lost interest in making pizzas after the second try so I didn't need or want them anymore. I had to let her down gently. As I've gotten older I've learned to appreciate them so much more. They are very low maintenance and insist on only staying a couple days. How cool is that?
The only downside is we have to completely de-sex the place (and that can take hours). I'm always paranoid one little thing will be left out. A while back, Rob's ex-girlfriend was visiting. She saw what appeared to her as a bracelet on the floor. She picked it up and tried it on, waving her arm about as if to say: "look how great this looks on me." We didn't have the heart to tell what it really was. Poor thing.
We let my parents sleep in our bed. We take the sofa bed in the other room. I always feel the need to tell them that the sheets were just washed. It's sort of my subtle way of saying "The sheets are clean so you shouldn't find any santorum on them." Fingers crossed.
My parents are good people. They grew up in the hills (literally) of West Virginia but escaped to Rochester, NY in the '60's to find better opportunities. They both have the gift of independent thought which is very rare coming from those parts. My dad had 7 other brothers and sisters. They lived in a 2 bedroom/1 bathroom house up on a mountain. I don't know how they did it. I remember driving up on the side of the mountain overlooking a river down below to get to their house. Only one vehicle could fit on the road at a time. If you saw another car coming around one of the bends someone would have to back up and get out of the way. Did I mention we were really high up?
I haven't been back to that area in years. The mind set is just way too different. I can't relate. I also cannot stomach the roads that go back and forth and in circles. Just thinking about it makes me wanna puke.
Anyway, they will be here soon. Wish me luck.
Posted by durban bud at April 15, 2005 10:10 AM
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I love TJ's parents. His Dad uses the word "buddy" and makes you feel like you're his son too. His Mom is a "hoot" which tells where TJ came from and why we like him. Nice to know his parents can be so cool despite the age gap. I remember when his Mom sent me a card when I came out. I think I'd only met her once (when I was "str8") and she sent me this card with a beautiful message in it saying she was happy for me and all would be good. I cried like a little girl and still get a lil misty when I remember it. I am so glad I get to see them when they come.
Robs parents are cool too I would mention. They remind me of home. They are familiar - new england yet still new york italian. No wonder Rob feels like a brother or should i say brotha.
Posted by: TOS at April 18, 2005 12:35 AM