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Tati’s Journey, Part 10: The Visitors
Written by Tati
And thus the New Zealanders descended on our peaceful abode.
Because we haven’t seen them in six years, and because they’re only here for just over a week, there are a lot of bonding activities etc going on. Doing-Things-You-Can’t -Do-Back-Home o’clock. Yesterday we looked round some caves with plastic people in them, which was interesting, if a little creepy. I saw a bunch of little boys, shocked and ‘ewww’ing at a statue of Venus, which I thought was entertaining, since as usual, all the ‘naughty bits’ were removed. I almost wanted to point that out to them and ask them what the issue was, but challenging other people’s children tends to be frowned upon. A shame, really, as other people’s children are almost always AWFUL. My children are imaginary, and thus are no trouble at all. As a secondary point, they are all kittens, so are cute enough to be forgiven when they break the furniture or poo on the carpet.
On the theme of ‘visitors’, here is today’s weird thing I found on youtube:
On top of Kiwi juggling, family Kalveks and I also have Grandma’s birthday (and Grandma’s party) to deal with. Lots of organising (a strange amount really, considering it’s a set menu lunch for thirty or so), and running around picking things up, finding suits etc. Mother Kalveks is tying herself in knots hoping I’ll turn up washed and groomed; I finished my dress today and I’ll iron it tonight, around the inevitably loooong dinner we’ll all have and the evening movie. So Much Bonding Time. It’s lovely of course, but it also means I had to get up at 6:45 this morning to get my work hours in, which I object to during what is technically a holiday month.
Fact of the day: Fatty Arbuckle may or may not have canoodled a girl to death; Virginia Rappe claimed, before dying suddenly of a burst bladder, that it was due to the forthcoming nature of Mr Arbuckle. I found this out when I googled ‘what happens if your bladder explodes’.
To summarise: I have been hijacked by that well known terrorist, Familial Duty. But apparently I have lots of fans in New Zealand.