Drama Squared
I've been trying to write a post for a week but something always interrupts me...
I have mini drama... I don't even know if it is considered drama since I am on the outer fringe of all that's going on- You be the judge.
Gypo: the outside cat is starting to really settle in. He cracks me up on a regular basis. When ever its dinner time, he does this excited little dance where he bounces up and down like a hydraulic low rider's car on his front feet while nodding his head in approval. "I can not get over how grateful this cat is about every meal!" I tell the husband, "And his bed" when he lays in his bed he makes sure to stretch his body out completely so that limbs are hanging off at every corner and even when he isn't IN it, he is needing on the side of it as if he is trying to keep it fluffy.
So the other night I saw him sitting on the fence looking in the window, watching me watch TV and he began talking. "Not now Gyp- I'm busy" I tell him. He understands and dashes off towards our front yard. It hasn't even been 5 minutes when he starts really letting loose on the talking out front. I open the front door to tell him to quiet down but don't see him and close the door. Again, he starts talking. This time I turn on the porch light and stand for a moment in the open door when from out of the darkness comes a happy galloping Gypo. He plops a wet mass down and pushes it towards me. "oh no...Babe, Gyp has brought us a present... bring something to pick it up with please" I yell over my shoulder. Normally I would gag and scold the girls if they bring me something dead from outside as I am very against the kill, specially when they get fed all the time and don't need to hunt. But Gyp has been abandon so I don't know how long he was left to fend for himself. He is so excited about his "Present" that he is doing the Hydraulics move in circles around it.
The husband and I both tell him how "Proud" we are of him and give him treats for the present. It is his way of thanking us for our kindness and it shows in how he is acting. After we remove the dead mouse/rat/ gopher (whatever it is), he goes to his bed and flops- full of pride. His job is done.
The Car & The Party: About the time the husband and I were buying new cars for ourselves, we gave our daughter a used red Nissan . She had wrecked the car she had and she needed something to get back and forth for work. It was a car we had on hand for years and were thinking about trading it in but decided it would be better suited to help the daughter and when she did eventually purchase another car- she returned it to us.
Rather then selling it that time, we decided to hand it off to another friend who had recently wrecked Her car and when she got her insurance money, we discussed the fact that her son would soon be driving and we wanted to pass it on to him. (She is a single mother and we knew there was no way she would ever be able to purchase a car for him.)
For the past several months the car has been sitting at her house in the drive way waiting for her son to come of age to get his license and we have been fine with that. We assumed it would make him excited knowing it was there and encourage him to want to get a job.
SO... this past weekend we had a wedding reception to go to with the extended family. We had been there a while, mingling, eating drinking , etc. when the father in law gave the husband something to put in our car. I happened to be standing with Tiff (the friend whose son will be getting the car) when the husband returned with a perplexed look on his face.
"I saw your little green car and my brothers truck parked out there on the street but what I don't understand is how the red car got here?" We all began looking at one another and it was then that I saw Tiff's eyes wide and shifting about.
My first thought was that she might have sold the car out from under us which upset me as it was a discussion we had before giving the car to her son and I was very clear with her that the car was NOT to be sold or traded in because I wanted to be able to help as many people as possible with the car while it was still alive and running. If Austin drove it and wanted a new car, then the car would come back to us and go on to the next person who needed it.
"You didn't sell the car did you!?" I tried to refrain from snapping.
"NO!" she stated frantically shaking her head, "But I was afraid to tell you..."
"tell me what?.. why is the red car here!!!"
"well the last I knew it was in my drive way. I went to work and when I came home it was gone!"
"So someone stole it!? Then how the fuck did it end up here?"
"Its not stolen per say, "she said ," Jer (my husband)'s brother must have come over when I wasn't home and took the keys without asking and the next thing I know this guy named Caesar is driving it"
"wait.... do you even know this Caesar guy?" I asked.
"No and I never said he could drive the car. I thought it was going to Austin but when Jer's brother took it I didn't know what to say."
I looked at my husband, (who is forever relaxed), "well!?..."
Jer, "I'm thinking..."
Me "its simple... go get our car back. This is fucking crazy. a Stranger is driving a car under our name. If he wrecks it we are fucked!"
The husband said there was no reason to make a scene at the party, besides, his brother was drunk and discussing the car at this point would be useless.
"Fine... you have until Monday (this is a Saturday). If this guy doesn't give the car back or pay us for it, I am calling the police"
Its hard not to nag the husband but this is a pretty serious matter... a stranger with no insurance driving a car not in his name but ours and whos to say what he could be doing in it! On Monday the husband came back to me and said he is going to sell the guy the car since he needs it. "Fine... but he has until the end of the week to get us the money and there wont be a payment plan!" The money we get for the car will be split so that we can still be able to do something for Austin... at least that's the way I understand it. Jer's brother said he was giving us $1500 and holding back $500... he better not think he is keeping the $500 for himself when he basically gave our car away without asking. I am STILL pissed off about it but trying to stay calm since he is family but I feel the whole situation was handled poorly.
Roomie: We ended up adding a temporary room mate to the mix in the middle of all this as well. He's a good kid so I don't mind in the least he too has a bit of drama that he is dealing with. I hope to be able to keep an open mind and have a good ear. Time will tell.
But I AM excited that there is someone new to help cook meals in the house. :)
I have mini drama... I don't even know if it is considered drama since I am on the outer fringe of all that's going on- You be the judge.
Gypo: the outside cat is starting to really settle in. He cracks me up on a regular basis. When ever its dinner time, he does this excited little dance where he bounces up and down like a hydraulic low rider's car on his front feet while nodding his head in approval. "I can not get over how grateful this cat is about every meal!" I tell the husband, "And his bed" when he lays in his bed he makes sure to stretch his body out completely so that limbs are hanging off at every corner and even when he isn't IN it, he is needing on the side of it as if he is trying to keep it fluffy.
So the other night I saw him sitting on the fence looking in the window, watching me watch TV and he began talking. "Not now Gyp- I'm busy" I tell him. He understands and dashes off towards our front yard. It hasn't even been 5 minutes when he starts really letting loose on the talking out front. I open the front door to tell him to quiet down but don't see him and close the door. Again, he starts talking. This time I turn on the porch light and stand for a moment in the open door when from out of the darkness comes a happy galloping Gypo. He plops a wet mass down and pushes it towards me. "oh no...Babe, Gyp has brought us a present... bring something to pick it up with please" I yell over my shoulder. Normally I would gag and scold the girls if they bring me something dead from outside as I am very against the kill, specially when they get fed all the time and don't need to hunt. But Gyp has been abandon so I don't know how long he was left to fend for himself. He is so excited about his "Present" that he is doing the Hydraulics move in circles around it.
The husband and I both tell him how "Proud" we are of him and give him treats for the present. It is his way of thanking us for our kindness and it shows in how he is acting. After we remove the dead mouse/rat/ gopher (whatever it is), he goes to his bed and flops- full of pride. His job is done.
The Car & The Party: About the time the husband and I were buying new cars for ourselves, we gave our daughter a used red Nissan . She had wrecked the car she had and she needed something to get back and forth for work. It was a car we had on hand for years and were thinking about trading it in but decided it would be better suited to help the daughter and when she did eventually purchase another car- she returned it to us.
Rather then selling it that time, we decided to hand it off to another friend who had recently wrecked Her car and when she got her insurance money, we discussed the fact that her son would soon be driving and we wanted to pass it on to him. (She is a single mother and we knew there was no way she would ever be able to purchase a car for him.)
For the past several months the car has been sitting at her house in the drive way waiting for her son to come of age to get his license and we have been fine with that. We assumed it would make him excited knowing it was there and encourage him to want to get a job.
SO... this past weekend we had a wedding reception to go to with the extended family. We had been there a while, mingling, eating drinking , etc. when the father in law gave the husband something to put in our car. I happened to be standing with Tiff (the friend whose son will be getting the car) when the husband returned with a perplexed look on his face.
"I saw your little green car and my brothers truck parked out there on the street but what I don't understand is how the red car got here?" We all began looking at one another and it was then that I saw Tiff's eyes wide and shifting about.
My first thought was that she might have sold the car out from under us which upset me as it was a discussion we had before giving the car to her son and I was very clear with her that the car was NOT to be sold or traded in because I wanted to be able to help as many people as possible with the car while it was still alive and running. If Austin drove it and wanted a new car, then the car would come back to us and go on to the next person who needed it.
"You didn't sell the car did you!?" I tried to refrain from snapping.
"NO!" she stated frantically shaking her head, "But I was afraid to tell you..."
"tell me what?.. why is the red car here!!!"
"well the last I knew it was in my drive way. I went to work and when I came home it was gone!"
"So someone stole it!? Then how the fuck did it end up here?"
"Its not stolen per say, "she said ," Jer (my husband)'s brother must have come over when I wasn't home and took the keys without asking and the next thing I know this guy named Caesar is driving it"
"wait.... do you even know this Caesar guy?" I asked.
"No and I never said he could drive the car. I thought it was going to Austin but when Jer's brother took it I didn't know what to say."
I looked at my husband, (who is forever relaxed), "well!?..."
Jer, "I'm thinking..."
Me "its simple... go get our car back. This is fucking crazy. a Stranger is driving a car under our name. If he wrecks it we are fucked!"
The husband said there was no reason to make a scene at the party, besides, his brother was drunk and discussing the car at this point would be useless.
"Fine... you have until Monday (this is a Saturday). If this guy doesn't give the car back or pay us for it, I am calling the police"
Its hard not to nag the husband but this is a pretty serious matter... a stranger with no insurance driving a car not in his name but ours and whos to say what he could be doing in it! On Monday the husband came back to me and said he is going to sell the guy the car since he needs it. "Fine... but he has until the end of the week to get us the money and there wont be a payment plan!" The money we get for the car will be split so that we can still be able to do something for Austin... at least that's the way I understand it. Jer's brother said he was giving us $1500 and holding back $500... he better not think he is keeping the $500 for himself when he basically gave our car away without asking. I am STILL pissed off about it but trying to stay calm since he is family but I feel the whole situation was handled poorly.
Roomie: We ended up adding a temporary room mate to the mix in the middle of all this as well. He's a good kid so I don't mind in the least he too has a bit of drama that he is dealing with. I hope to be able to keep an open mind and have a good ear. Time will tell.
But I AM excited that there is someone new to help cook meals in the house. :)