Me: Ohhh, look at those Ds.
You know, I have more Ds on my grade report than Cs, overall, I mean.
Zoë: That's ok! D is a much better letter than C! C is all 'Do I make a "Suh" sound or a "Kuh" sound? No one knows!' But with D, you know where you stand.
Me: Yeah, hey, that's right.... you stand at the end of "stand".
Zoë: And the beginning of door!
Me: And the beginning of doom, too....
Zoë: And the beginning and near the end of dude!
Me: Hey yeah! And dandy!
Zoë: And deride!
Me: Yeah, ok, D is pretty great.
Zoë: And right in the middle of smorty smort, blort deblort!
Me: Hey! I had forgotten about smorty smorty blort deblort! No Cs in there!
Zoë: Dude, I gotta go to bed.
Me: Hold on, I have to write down this conversation.
So today I slept in til a leisurely hour, which is frankly amazing. Then we all gathered to exchange the ten presents we had... between us. I got Eddi Reader's Angels and Electricity, the two books I actually wanted the most (The Better World Handbook and the Trotsky Biography. TROTSKY!), two calendars (Pop Art and Magritte), some gift cards (Chili's, Einstein Bros, Olive Garden and Best Buy), and Monopoly.... which I almost cried over because I felt I had to be honest with my mom and tell her I would never play it. Then I relented and said I actually would, once, but mom said she'd rather return it. This is why I discourage her from trying to surprise me. Does she listen? No. And I appreciate it.... but it doesn't make it any less inconvenient.
My dad only got one thing. I felt really bad about this, and how he must feel terrible that I didn't get him anything personal... But then I realized he didn't get anything for Mom either, and I had been so concerned about how she would feel about that... but he also didn't get me anything. And I didn't even think anything of it. So is that how they feel? I don't know. Anyway, it was just weird for me to realize how concerned I was with my parents' emotional well-being I guess.
Then we had a roast for dinner. And then I read The Stress of Her Regard. I am currently about two pages from the end, but got distracted by a call from Zoë. I should go finish it now.
Zoë: That's ok! D is a much better letter than C! C is all 'Do I make a "Suh" sound or a "Kuh" sound? No one knows!' But with D, you know where you stand.
Me: Yeah, hey, that's right.... you stand at the end of "stand".
Zoë: And the beginning of door!
Me: And the beginning of doom, too....
Zoë: And the beginning and near the end of dude!
Me: Hey yeah! And dandy!
Zoë: And deride!
Me: Yeah, ok, D is pretty great.
Zoë: And right in the middle of smorty smort, blort deblort!
Me: Hey! I had forgotten about smorty smorty blort deblort! No Cs in there!
Zoë: Dude, I gotta go to bed.
Me: Hold on, I have to write down this conversation.
So today I slept in til a leisurely hour, which is frankly amazing. Then we all gathered to exchange the ten presents we had... between us. I got Eddi Reader's Angels and Electricity, the two books I actually wanted the most (The Better World Handbook and the Trotsky Biography. TROTSKY!), two calendars (Pop Art and Magritte), some gift cards (Chili's, Einstein Bros, Olive Garden and Best Buy), and Monopoly.... which I almost cried over because I felt I had to be honest with my mom and tell her I would never play it. Then I relented and said I actually would, once, but mom said she'd rather return it. This is why I discourage her from trying to surprise me. Does she listen? No. And I appreciate it.... but it doesn't make it any less inconvenient.
My dad only got one thing. I felt really bad about this, and how he must feel terrible that I didn't get him anything personal... But then I realized he didn't get anything for Mom either, and I had been so concerned about how she would feel about that... but he also didn't get me anything. And I didn't even think anything of it. So is that how they feel? I don't know. Anyway, it was just weird for me to realize how concerned I was with my parents' emotional well-being I guess.
Then we had a roast for dinner. And then I read The Stress of Her Regard. I am currently about two pages from the end, but got distracted by a call from Zoë. I should go finish it now.