black humour, isle 4

I am lucky enough to be saddled with a mate who not only appreciates but excels in black humour.  The day he and Jesse left we were getting ready for our exercise walk and I, un-coffeed, was in a somewhat, well, shall we say, “less than chipper” mood, remarked that he would have to keep his mom going strong until April.  It would just be too cold to go back now.  I couldn’t even begin to imagine the cold there, so he was just going to have to keep her alive and kicking until it warmed up enough for a funeral we would be able to attend.  He agreed, there was just no way I was going out now.  Too Damn Cold.

I was hanging out on my boat in the middle of that river in Egypt for so long that I was shocked senseless when he and Jesse headed to the security at the airport.  We’d dropped them off at the curb, figuring they’d need lots of time waiting in line, and parked.  By the time we got inside the terminal they had already obtained boarding passes and were itching to get to their gate.  They still had 75 minutes before the plane left but wanted to get to the gate, so we said our goodbyes and they headed off to security with me still wondering if we’d gotten to the airport early enough for them to get their boarding passes.  This is really a very nice and tranquil river here.

Jesse is becoming such a little man and at the same time I wonder how he rationalizes some of the stuff he does.  He has always been my boy but he is pulling away and I think this trip will be the beginning of a huge gash in the apron strings.  It feels like I’m losing him and I emotionally fight it and logically embrace it.  It is a hard line to hold.  He is getting closer and closer to his Dad and I find myself a little jealous of their bond.  He has always been “my” boy and now he’s changing teams.  It makes perfect sense and is perfectly normal but I am still missing my widdo boy.

It finally got warm enough to get in the water and the three kids and I spent yesterday afternoon kayaking about our bay.  It has been wicked windy and much colder than normal this year, so the planets must have really alligned in order to bring both calm winds and warm weather together.  we went much further out than we have before and I could see the boats in the marina of Pto. Adventuras (6km to the south).  I really need to get a waterproof camera so I can take pictures next time.  I had considered trying to bring my with me but couldn’t find one waterproof bag.  So disposable camera it will have to be for the next time.  We hit a book sale in town yesterday, to benefit the local pet shelter, and I got 13 new (to me) books.  I’m really looking forward to reading them but need to get my studying ass in gear before I even think about starting.  I haven’t done any studying since Jamie left, but I have been adding more and more to the “to do” list.  Sounds about even to me.

The puppy has made this separation so much easier on the kids – Sissy and Pike partay into the dawn hours and cuddle with puppy.  He also keeps them Very Busy during the day.  I’m so glad he was gifted to us – I don’t know what we would be doing without him.  We settled on a name; Kilo Papageorgio.

I started this yesterday and really just need to end it and get it out there.   Our love to Dan and Elinor and Maca and hope things get easier instead of harder.