A highlight of Wednesday night came when Matt C and Matt McC got caught talking to my dad for an hour. I definitely see him a different light around different people. The father son facade drops very quickly and he reveals himself both to be an accomplished gray fox, and a cantankerous old fart. He really relishes dropping f-bombs, drinking wine and giving well worn advice. Cars, women, engineering, politics... the man just wades through each topic either with cranky hatred or enlightened insight.
What a guy.
Thursday the cousins Meg and Annie headed out on the Causeway for our annual pre-dinner walk. The causeway is a strip of marble that used to be a railroad trestle that runs 3 miles out into lake Champlain.
My cousin Toby is a booze salesmen, so upon returning from the causeway the good times rolled. He had taken the wise precaution of brining a crate of various elixirs, with truly something for everyone. Dinner was amazing, and by the dessert was finished everyone present was astonishingly full, and well glazed by Toby's wears.
The evening concluded with a whiskey fueled Wii tournement.
Friday morning we left semi early from VT back to Boston to catch a wedding. Out early start was destroyed though by a party forgetting their coat and realizing it 30 miles from Burlington. To make matters more dramatic I had to do some ad hoc car word to keep sweet Bessy road legal.
Somehow we managed to get through 300 miles , showered and dressed in just under 5 hours. We literally made it to the church 5 minutes before the bride came down the aisle. Good thing too, since it was a 9 minute wedding.
The wedding was pleasant and drama free. I met Meg's ex, and despite my initial trepidation I have to say the kid is pretty hilarious and easy to be around.
As a final note of sweetness, my Dutch boss bought me a half pound chocolate "S" from the Netherlands. It is the tradition that Dutch children get their first initial in chocolate, brought to them by Saint Nikoli who travels through the street on a cart, wearing a pope hat and accompanied by black midget man servants. It was a touch gesture and a peak into the complicated world of Dutch tradition.
Any way, that's the week Lake Woebegone, where all the women are strong, the men are good looking, and all the children are above average.
P.S. - Annie really does have the exact same hair as Rick James when he went through the androgynous he/she phase of the late 70's.
annie found it horribly ironic that her bf's name is Rick and that her last ex's name was James.
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