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elvendollbill just called me... they're on a bit of an adventure getting to moose's house, and he called me from corwyn's cellphone...
meanwhile i'd been sitting here feeling a bit stranded, and trying to convince myself that getting a hold of moose's number and calling for bill would be a bad thing.
its just little things like this that make me adore him so much...
also been giving some thought to family dysfunctionality...
k., the daughter of my grandma's best friend, and someone who both me and my mom are friends with (though her closer then me) is going to be in town tomorrow. she lives in london now, and this visit is a big secret as she's not going to be making any social appearances. she's going to be in NY with her boyfriend, staying at his sister's house.
the family views this with marked caution. my mom told me in a very matter of fact kind of way, leon had a rather surprised yet stern look on his face... its almost like she's making a family faux pas. in a family where my mom got married whilst 6 months pregnant and lived with my stepdad in an apartment of her father's before their marriage.
it just makes me wonder about where the changes came from... how even... why...
i had told my mom about how bill was ready to go with me here, to be there for me through the surgery. today int he car to the dr's, after some silence, she asks me if i want them to meet bill, or if i don't, or if i don't care.
i said i don't care - i really don't see how it changes anything one way or another... they can plainly see how well he treats me, and at least my mom has shown her approval.
her response surprised me though. she said 'good. because if you did, it would be another story entirely'.
made me feel like i missed my stop on the train somewhere.
i don't like the possibilites of what that could mean, and i know asking would just be a bad thing.
*sigh*
on the other hand, i think bill's desire to go with me for the surgery stuffs is almost angelic. i almost feel guilty saying no, denying such a huge act of caring.
but, there's just no way... meeting my family is one thing. being stranded in their house while i am recovering from general anasthesia, which envolves nearly 24 hours of sleeping, is a totally other.
if it was just my mom and grandparents its one thing... but debbie and leon are another story, and his alleged fear of young children doesn't bode well for the presence of a 6 month old...
though i would be kinda curious to see how abi would react to him...
but yeah, its, sadly, out of the question.
besides, my old room is abi's now.
i think my parents would have voluntary hernias before letting debbie see bill sleep in the same room with me...
(damn! what a blissfull concept that is right now... (just the sleeping next to each other, not the here part))
but y'know - sleeping is a good thought in and of itself too!
ciao : )
meanwhile i'd been sitting here feeling a bit stranded, and trying to convince myself that getting a hold of moose's number and calling for bill would be a bad thing.
its just little things like this that make me adore him so much...
also been giving some thought to family dysfunctionality...
k., the daughter of my grandma's best friend, and someone who both me and my mom are friends with (though her closer then me) is going to be in town tomorrow. she lives in london now, and this visit is a big secret as she's not going to be making any social appearances. she's going to be in NY with her boyfriend, staying at his sister's house.
the family views this with marked caution. my mom told me in a very matter of fact kind of way, leon had a rather surprised yet stern look on his face... its almost like she's making a family faux pas. in a family where my mom got married whilst 6 months pregnant and lived with my stepdad in an apartment of her father's before their marriage.
it just makes me wonder about where the changes came from... how even... why...
i had told my mom about how bill was ready to go with me here, to be there for me through the surgery. today int he car to the dr's, after some silence, she asks me if i want them to meet bill, or if i don't, or if i don't care.
i said i don't care - i really don't see how it changes anything one way or another... they can plainly see how well he treats me, and at least my mom has shown her approval.
her response surprised me though. she said 'good. because if you did, it would be another story entirely'.
made me feel like i missed my stop on the train somewhere.
i don't like the possibilites of what that could mean, and i know asking would just be a bad thing.
*sigh*
on the other hand, i think bill's desire to go with me for the surgery stuffs is almost angelic. i almost feel guilty saying no, denying such a huge act of caring.
but, there's just no way... meeting my family is one thing. being stranded in their house while i am recovering from general anasthesia, which envolves nearly 24 hours of sleeping, is a totally other.
if it was just my mom and grandparents its one thing... but debbie and leon are another story, and his alleged fear of young children doesn't bode well for the presence of a 6 month old...
though i would be kinda curious to see how abi would react to him...
but yeah, its, sadly, out of the question.
besides, my old room is abi's now.
i think my parents would have voluntary hernias before letting debbie see bill sleep in the same room with me...
(damn! what a blissfull concept that is right now... (just the sleeping next to each other, not the here part))
but y'know - sleeping is a good thought in and of itself too!
ciao : )
