Our lean, mean, fit machine – 8 years ago. This was a game called “ropey.” We had a fantastic skipping rope that she could sink her teeth into. Once she caught it, you were fecked. She wouldn’t let go. That dog could do double somersaults.
We had to take her to the vet this week. She needed her vaccination, but had been a bit sick this last week. She’s doing fine now.
She is put out because my daughter has friends over to watch a movie and have some pizza. We had to remove her blue blankie from the couch because it is full of dog hairs (and stinks).
Daughter is put out because she arrived home from school at 4.30 to find her mother and father imbibing wine! Yes, at 4.30pm. Hubby had to go to a rowing do tonight in Dublin. It’s cold and wet and he has to get up at 6.30am to fecking row. He didn’t want to go and was trying to put down the hours until 8pm.
One glass of wine later and we had torn into the Manchego cheese and Tipperary Blue cheese. Crackers and olives were also on the menu. We polished off the bottle of wine much to daughter’s dismay. Hubby has gone to his rowing do, and I am banished to the attic.
I promised to remain hidden while her friends are over.
And I won’t even go there with my night out with the neighbours last night.
Well, I will. One woman is dealing with two of her children (in their 20s) dying from a muscular wasting disease – it is genetic. I only meet her on these occasions and I do not want to spoil her night out by asking about her children. I am conflicted about this.
Another friend’s daughter was diagnosed with melanoma earlier this year, and then discovered she was pregnant. She babysat my daughter for years. She is now fine, but my friend’s husband has been diagnosed with motor neuron disease.
And then there is another woman suffering from a bit of depression. Her husband died suddenly a few years ago and her kids have gone a bit crazy in that they are not attending college and seemed to have dropped out. She is trying to deal with this on her own.
I have not been immune to trouble either. Without going into too much detail, our life was rocked from 2011 until 2014. Kids do that to you.
A few years ago we would have had a mad night. Last night was nice to catch up, but sad.