Jared safely made it to NYC last night about 3am. It was sad watching him clean up his Charleston life and pack it into a U-Haul. I was especially nervous about him driving on the wrong side of the road. Luckily a friend went with him to divvy up the driving responsibilities. Equally tragic, saying goodbye to Jared's cute apartment.
As for Union news, there's not much going on. Buddy got a new life jacket and I discovered a roach breeding ground in a crack in my window sill. It rains most days and on account of foolishly allowing the high school boy that lives next door to use the dock at his leisure, we now no longer have any private use of it. He comes over often, flopping himself into the hammock or doing some kind of jump-kick flip maneuver off of the dock and into the water. He also spontaneously appears any time we are jet-skiing, happily taking command of the ship and leaving us sitting quietly on the dock with our hands folded as he speeds off into the harbor. Buddy and I went kayaking the other evening and casually glancing back in the direction of home informed me as to a visitor, standing tall on the floating dock, awaiting my return; his skinny frame bobbing up and down with the tide.
To make matters worse, he won't say anything. He's mute. He just comes over and stares at us until we hand him the key. We try to be nice. "Hey Logan. How's it going?" "....(big giant smile)...". "Everyone doing ok?" " (enthusiastic head nod)". Silence... "Do you want a ride?" "Yeah!" and away he goes.
As for Birthday Things, we celebrated Dave and my birthday with Mexican Food and red Sunglasses...
My friends took me to a Julie show, where she sang me happy birthday (the whole venue joined in) and then sang my favorite song that she always refuses to sing at her shows because it's "lame".
And last night we had a joint David-Laura-Alston birthday dinner at Giggles' place. We had a wonderful pork and pineapple meal and of course too much birthday cake. We discussed Grandma's childhood bus driver (Ms. Stanley) and the fact that we forgot to have Alston baptized. We later stared as Big Louis rolled around in catnip and we watched as his eyes slowly glazed over. According to Google, "consuming much of the plant is followed by drooling, sleepiness, anxiety, leaping about and purring." Bob became red-faced and teary-eyed after noticing a picture of Carolyn with an oddly placed lump near the top of her skirt.
Jordan and Alston are leaving for the Keys on the 13th. Alston announced that he would like to wait until after the trip to be baptized.
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