the librarian announces that he will be going on vacation to hawaii for a week.
“when are you going?” french father asks politely.
“this thursday,” librarian replies.
french father raises both arms in the air and hoots and hollers.
“yaaaaay! party!” he cries.
i start laughing at him which only makes his own smile stretch the wider as he too breaks into guffaws.
“3 words for you guys. mother-in-law. that’s where i’m going on vacation. stop wooting it up, you lousy care-free bastards.”
I need to meet this French Father…. or at least sneak a peak at him. Perhaps this calls for a trip up to Lone Mountain. Not today of course. I am too tired for that nonsense this morning. Perhaps tomorrow. Or at least at some point this summer.