She called me a half hour later, sheepish and tipsy.
Where are you, I said, not a little crossly.
"I'm on my way to see you."
Where have you been?
"I was at the Pitstop." Singing Karoke with her goofy, crazy friends.
When she got here I was mad for a moment and then relented. We talked a little and had sex in the shower.
"I don't mind if you want to see your friends and sing Karoke," I told her. "But you have to call me and tell me where you are and what time you'll be home. It's a matter of respect and fundamental courtesy."
"Okay. I'm sorry."
I'm really not a jealous or possessive person. I just think there should be ground rules and communication.
I think we worked that out. Our drama ended as our drama often does, with passion and tenderness. A normal life might be neater and cleaner, I suppose. But then we wouldn't be us, would we? We'd be some staid middle-aged couple watching Wheel of Fortune and eating chicken nuggets, and I'm not cut out for that. Thank God.
Marie just left for work. It's 5:45 in the morning. I hate that part of her job, the oh dark thirty oh my god it's early Good Morning Vietnam inconvenience of it. I'm going back to bed for a couple of hours, and then I'll see about renting a UHaul and signing up for wireless internet.
I feel like Ricky Ricardo: "LUCY, you got some 'splainin' to do." She'd come clean with her madcap explanation of her latest scheme or misadventure, and he'd always forgive her.
The world is full of Fred and Ethels, but there is only one Ricky and Lucy. And that's us. Stay tuned.
Tom and I watch Wheel of Fortune almost every night for the record, he wins. Then Alex Trebek, I win. Being old and homey together isn't always a bad thing. I think maybe you two might want to try it once in a while, because what you have done in the past doesn't always seem to work well for you. And be careful setting your groundrules, she may see it as telling her what to do and for an independent girl like Marie she may end up pulling away out of spite. Just a thought. And quit talking about the sex it makes me gross. I wouldn't blog about it if you were gonna read it, one more post and I'm gonna share some stories so you can see how it feels. YUCK!!!!!
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Dale, I truly like your daughter it seems to me she has her head on straight, I would take her advice if I was you. she's got a point about your track record maybe do something different.
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