It's always either raining or about to rain these days. The air is heavy and you just want the rain to come already, so you can go for a walk in it and feel water droplets rolling past your collar while you think all kinds of deep and depressing thoughts.
Wendy wanted us to go to her country club despite the crappy weather so we hung out inside. She went off to do whatever it is she does - it always involves drinks and other mothers. I set Nora up at the art table and wandered off to find Tristan so I could ignore him where he could see me (see? I'm really good at the flirting).
We pretended to ignore each other for a couple of hours. I had a book and Nora - he had his lifeguard friends and the girls who stalk and flirt with him. They hate me, because he ignores them to pay attention to me, and they know I'm there because I'm working, and not because I'm a club member.
They follow me into the bathrooms and glare, trying to intimidate me. They glare and whisper to each other about how ugly I am, or whatever they've read to do in their Mean Girls manual. Except they're suburbs girls, and they don't know what to do with me since I pretend to ignore them. If I stepped up to one I bet she'd crap her pants for sure.
Tristan pulled me into an empty banquet hall and we made out against chairs up against the walls. We left to get Nora and bring her to a story time. She didn't want me to stay - she was the only kid who didn't have someone with her. Naturally Tristan and I walked off again, and it felt like only two minutes later that Nora came up to me. We were in the hallway across from story time, so while we were far, she couldn't have gone anywhere without walking past us.
Nora asked if I'm going to have a baby with Tristan and he choked on his drink. She wants everyone around her to have a baby, but only a girl baby. There is drop-in babysitting at the club and Tristan wants me to dump Nora there one morning when it's raining so we can hang out the whole time. Tempting, but it can't happen. Wendy would fire me.
Tired, going to sleep.
1 comment:
Stopping by after OTR mentioned you on her post, congrats on your award. I went back and read many of your posts, I'm happy for you that you're writing and I hope for the best for you and your sisters. Like OTR said, you do carry such responsibility. You're doing an amazing job, really, a great job. I have no doubt you make your Mother proud. I'm a mom of three kids and I know how tiring work and home and all that goes along with those things is. Hang in there.
I don't know if your blogging has made you feel more a part of a larger community, but the view you've given me into your world is inspiring.
All the Best,
Lil'sis
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