Ankle and family
Dan,
I got into scooter accident on Wednesday. Some yahoo tried to make an illegal u-turn on a small street in a big SUV and was forced to stop in the midst of the road, and I couldn't stop in time and smashed into his front bumper and fell over, my foot stuck underneath my scooter. Ouch. Luckily they were very nice people and took me to the hospital and paid my hospital bills. I sprained my foot and lost a toenail, but am otherwise undamaged. I'll be on crutches for a couple weeks, though, and I can't get my foot wet, except it's been raining cats and dogs here CONSTANTLY for the last four days and doesn't look like it's going to let up. So if you see picture from Taiwan and there's a big foreign woman with crutches and a plastic bag on her foot, that's me. I went to the Chinese doctor last night and will return in a while for acupuncture and an extremely painful massage.
I'm telling mom my foot is sprained, but that I slipped and fell. I'm telling dad and tracy the same. I'm telling you because I know you won't freak out.
Gotta go, but I will write more later.
Love,
Andrea
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Oh that sux big time. That is really cool that they took care of you, though. Is your scooter wrecked?
Funny - Rachel [his fiancee] is also in a cast. She broke her leg at the ankle playing softball(stepped on the base wrong and ouch). She is not too happy about it but will be ok long before the wedding....
Rachels parents were in town last weekend and we decided to get them together with mom and dad so they could meet and join forces in embarassing us. We made a reservation for Big Bowl at 7:30 after I told mom it would be at 7 - of course her phone was off so I couldnt let her know it was going to be later than originally planned. So she had to spend a half hour alone with dad who had been there drinking since 5:30. I dont know what happened but by the time we got there mom was wasted and not making sense anymore and dad had asked her to marry him that night. OMFG
Later!
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****opens mouth to speak... closes, opens... closes.... laughs,
cries... slaps forehead****
It reminds me of the song I sing with my kindegarten students. "Who's
he? He's my father! Who's she? She's my mother! This is my family!"
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Haha I know. Today dad emailed rachel and said that he needs to air something out thats been bothering him and wants to get coffee with her. "?" Why couldnt he have scared her away BEFORE I moved all my stuff over to her place? I am curious. Oh well. Hope your ankle is doing OK and that the rain stopped for you. bye!
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If I ever get a real boyfriend again, I'm never taking him home. I'll tell him I'm an orphan. And we'll have a secret wedding in another country, and you can come, but we'll have to use code words about it in front of the rest of the family NO ONE CAN EVER KNOW
By the way, dad's version of the story is that mom went to big bowl early on purpose to meet with dad and talk about some "things," because they're still friends and get together now and again as friends..... Don't shake your head like that, wait, it gets better. They both got a little "high," and when everyone arrived, Rachel's dad was just cold and aloof and wouldn't talk to anyone or shake dad's hand. Clearly it was his problem (as to which "his," I'll let you decide) The wedding should be fun. Forget ordering food, just get booze and cake. As a matter of fact, take the money you'd spend on the cake and just get more booze.
Finally, as for Rachel, don't be surprised. It's a rite of passage. All true Scardina's have had awkward lunches with dad during which he spins a tale whose logic so devastatingly contradicts common sense and the laws of time and space, that the angels themselves weep, Dan. They weep. I'm only surprised he didn't ask mom to remarry him sooner, after the post divorce lunch at Perkins we had in which dad told me the divorce was an unintentional divorce.
An unintentional divorce. I bet you never knew such things could exist. Kisses.