Sometimes, at night, the ice on the privy would ice up to that perfect crispness

Jul 01, 2008 15:35

I spoke too soon.  It seems my able wife, helpmate, and mother of my child went out and signed us up already for that exchange student.

I was going to say, "We'll take anything but a French person.  No French."  But I swallowed my silly "let's make fun of the French" and said nothing about that, figuring that we'd probably end up with a Russian, Austrian, or Spaniard, and a guy, because everyone always wants girls.

So, of course, that means we get a French gal... with a Hebrew name.  (The Blonde had trouble with it, but I recognized the Ben-____ format and said, "aaaah, that is a Hebrew name."  See, Charleton Heston movies have some use.)  There's scads of scheduling, but it's all good.  I hope she likes horses.  We might also see if she wants to work SLO fair with us, which would be amusing.  "No, that's her real accent."

I'm looking forward to it all, though it's also in the middle of a trial at work -and- jury duty for me.

Yeesh.
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