curses, oh charismatic me
January 21, 2007 at 4:47 p.m.
*bbbbRING!*
It's the intercom attatched to our frong gate ringing on a Saturday afternoon. I let Jared answer it, what with him inderstanding Portuguese and me not.
"Huh?" Jared says into the phone, and asks the caller to repeat themselves. After a second, he looks at me confused and says "They say they're friends of yours?"
I realize who it is and I violently whisper "NO! Tell them I'm not here - I'm... I'm asleep!! Tell them I'm asleep I do NOT want to talk to them!!"
Jared looks at me incredulously and cheerfully announces to the caller that I'll be right out. "I'm not going to lie, you know me better than that!" he tells me as I storm outside.
See, I like to go to the park with Solei. It's just down the street and she absolutely loves seeing the trees and flowers and sunshine. We sit on a swing or on a bench and just stare out over the park, it's lovely.
We're not the only people who frequent this certain park, and a few weeks ago, some cheerful kids came up to me and started talking. Saying "I dn't speak Portuguese" IN Portuguese is not the way to get people to stop talking to you in Portuguese, and once they start, I can usually follow and understand what they are saying and respond, curses.
So I have had a few loverly chats with these neighborhood kids, who are enamoured with the idea that I'm American. The even followed me home one day... oh joy. This started the loverly new game of them ringing my doorbell. Why? I have no idea. So they can stand there all in awe and ask me questions? Apparently.
I can't help it, I'm really loveable, seriously, I'm SO personable and nice, it's crazy. They think I'm super cool, and I keep acting like it because I can't turn off my people pleaser button!
So what I've been trying to do when they ring the bell is to come up with some excuse like Solei is sleeping so they'll eventually get bored and stop ringing my bell at weird times though the day!!
But NO, my plan was shattered by my Honest Abe husband. Oh MAN was I furious!! I stormed outside to see some 10 year old boy I had met once, and 3 of his friends he had brought to see The American Woman. The just stood there in awe and stared at me while I kept making polite conversation because I CAN'T TURN IT OFF.
After I sent them on their way, I went back and fumed at Jared, who still held firm to his Honest Answer. Gah. He can't change who he is, and I can't change who I am.
CURSES!!!
No, I still have no idea where or what we are doing with our lives. Just thought I'd mention it.
I will also mention that I really don't know what I'll do with myself when we move and I will have no housekeeper. I really don't. Life with Belle taking care of Solei and I has been a dream - I have tasted of the delicacy that is a housekeeper and I can't go back to taking care of things myself!!! I just can't, it's too sweet!!
I have been very, very lucky. I will say this. VERY lucky. Oh... it has been sweet.
End of February we should be leaving. Maybe sooner, maybe later. I have no idea. Nope, nada, not a stitch.
I want to sneak our housekeeper in illegally into America!! But unfortch, her family loves her. Boo.
SUPERCRACK is loving the good life just a little while longer....