May 10, 2004

Objects In Hindsight May Be Closer Than They Appear

This weekend was nice…and odd…but nice overall. Perhaps I should explain.

Friday evening we went out with my parents, my grandmother and aunt (both from small-town Ohio, here for a quick visit), my mother-in-law (heretofore known as MIL) and, of course, my wife (heretofore known as my wife). There was Thai food aplenty, much thunder and lightning, and a startling revelation that my parents were getting more cats. My Parents Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest…Ken Kesey, eat your heart out. Now, we’re trying to think of names (three, actually). Beth’s in the lead with her suggestion of Oliver, Wendell and Holmes. I think I’m in second with Sammy, Dean and Frank – the Cat Pack.

Gorgeous day full of errands and other more relaxing weekend goodness. I finished a book (Driving Over Lemons by Chris Stewart), the cats sprawled on the deck in the sun, and we made loads of fajitas.

Mother’s Day! Beth and I cleaned up the house, did a few errands and relaxed a little bit. Then we visited The Mothers. The trip to visit my mother was short and punctuated with loads of pictures – primarily of my mother’s political refugees (visualize, if you will, a five foot tall skinny white woman flanked by gigantic African men) and the three aforementioned cats due for delivery in late May (cute, yet expensive puffballs). Then it was on to my in-laws’ house for dinner. Now, my in-laws are pretty normal, generally wonderful people. But the rest of that side of the family? They deserve a whole post but, even after 10 years of being a part of that family, I’m not sure I completely understand everything well enough to draw it out for you. Lets just say its like Falcon Crest…only much more dysfunctional and with a little extra litigation thrown in for good measure.

It was only when we’d arrived at the in-laws that I realized I’d fallen down on my duties as Family TiVo Coordinator (FTC) and forgotten to appropriately record the Survivor finale. In hushed tones, I turned to my wife:

Me: We have to be home by eight.
Her: Huh? Why?
Me: I forgot to TiVo Survivor.
Her: Oh. Shit!
Me: I know. I don’t know what I was thinking.

Beth then announced our intentions of leaving a tad early (and she gave them the real reason! Not like, “Chris has to get up early to milk the cows,” or “We’re expecting the king of Spain at nine and we have to clean up the living room.”) at which point everyone looked at us as though we were the most shallow people on the face of the earth. We didn’t care. Survivor is important! Priorities, people! So, we jumped in the car a few minutes after we’d finished dinner, raced home, and by the time we got there we’d only missed the first fifteen minutes. It all went as expected although I was pretty convinced Rob would and should have won. Of course, after the proposal, it becomes a moot point anyway doesn’t it?

And that, my friends, was my weekend.

Posted by Chris at May 10, 2004 12:41 PM

Proposal? What? Since when did Survivor turn into The Bachelor?

Posted by: Dawnie at May 10, 2004 12:48 PM

and why do they call it
reality tv?
nothing like that EVER happens in reality...

cat names?
have you already used
hickory, dickory, doc?
or winken, blinken, nod?
this, that, the other?
faith, hope, charity?
long, tall, sally?
lock, stock, barrel?

Posted by: stacy at May 10, 2004 3:05 PM

My vote's on the Cat Pack! Definately :)
Or: Mr. Bojangles, Mack and Cat from Ipanema.

Posted by: Sweety at May 10, 2004 3:20 PM

Hey--I've eaten with a member of the Spanish royal family! All I can say is.... I sure as shit hope you have laid in the champagne.

Posted by: Mindy at May 10, 2004 4:14 PM

I'm with you. I'm a little grouchy that Rob didn't win, but ah well. Like a dumb girl, I was all excited about the proposal, almost to the point of tears. Hehe. Now I just have to figure out who I'm gonna vote to get that second million...did you watch that far??

Posted by: Anne at May 10, 2004 4:19 PM

It sounds like you had a good weekend (apart from watching Survivor...bleccchhh!). :) I see on your sidebar that you just finished reading "Shutter Island." Is it worth a recommendation? A friend gave me the book earlier this year but I haven't had time to read it yet.

Posted by: Zandria at May 10, 2004 4:22 PM

Friday: I like your cat-pack names...but if they don't go over very about these names:okie, dokey and artiechoky? (I can't take credit for these...that goes to

Saturday: When I first read this I thought you said that the cats spewed on the deck (gross).

Sunday: Hey...I denied a game of yahtzee (and I love to play games) because the survivor finale was on...and yes I already cast my vote for who I think should get the second million dollars and I voted for LEX...

Posted by: Amy at May 10, 2004 6:55 PM

oh sweet livin' jeebus--you got yourself a spouse who can't lie? You have my heartfelt sympathy. When I send Howie off as my dark minion, to do whatever fell deed, I don't know if he lies or not--don't ask, don't tell--but if I were actually going to be in the same room I would require utter mendacity.

Posted by: jilbur at May 10, 2004 6:55 PM

My vote for cat names? Shirley (or Surely), Goodness and Mercy ("...will follow me the rest of my days.").

I guess it would help to know if these are boy cats, girl cats, or two of one and one of the other.

Posted by: Alicia at May 10, 2004 7:19 PM