Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The bird and the wicked

Oh lord, so I've been away from Jane and Papa most of the day so it's been pretty uneventful however I have to tell about dinner last night before dinner tonight otherwise tonight's shenanigans will get me confused.

So Jane was saying how this really beautiful bird perched itself on the fence in the back the one morning. It was practicing it's mating dance and was moving all around and puffing itself out (imaging one wiggling their shoulders and arms to attempt to imitate that) So Jane mentioned she got a lot of really cool pictures. Papa pipes up, with an ironic squawk, 'so is that all you have to do around here to get attention', he says. I nearly spit out my drink. Aimee, quick as a whips, says 'you know Papa if I find you out here on the railing tomorrow morning...'

I lost it.

THEN, Jane was telling us how two of her really good friends have gone recently. One died and the other has Alzheimer's. She was remarking how they were such good friends and such good people and you could see how sad she was. Papa, again from left field, says 'yeeeaaahhh, all the good ones die young only the wicked survive' Jane replies 'are you calling me wicked' and smirks at him. He said 'yeeeeah, Norm the wicked' they both giggle and kiss. Awwww

Then we took a cart ride to get ice cream, only after we started out did we realize how much Jane had to drink...'hold on' Papa calls out as we hum down the driveway....good Christ!

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