Mixed Bag of Nuts

 

Early this morning, a knock was at the door, and it was my daughter’s boyfriend, who was wearing a dress.  You can imagine my double take this morning, when I saw my mother’s dress going up the stairs.  It’s not everyday you see your daughter’s boyfriend wearing your mother’s dress, is it?  So happens today is “cross-dresser” day at the boyfriend’s high school, and naturally Lizzy volunteered to fix his make up.  I let him borrow my red beret to compliment his red jacket and blue and white polka dot dress.  Yes, this boy is totally okay with his feminine side.  I just hope he doesn't’t get beat up or anything.   

 

The high school is only a few blocks away from my house, and if given the chance, I know my daughter would love to go back there.  She started there in her junior year, and basically did a complete turn around in her grades.  She loved her last years of high school, and her teachers, and still remains to have many friends still there attending; including her boyfriend.  Sometimes I think she is with him just so she will still have a link to her beloved high school.  Of course, she doesn't’t like it when I say it, but she’ll be attending the next Sadies (a dance where the girl gets to ask the boy to the dance) school dance on Saturday at the high school. 

 

“I can’t let some other girl at his school ask him out to the dance!”  Lizzy exclaimed.

 

Yes, my daughter’s boyfriend is a few years younger than her, and still in high school.  He doesn't’t drive yet, and he is still a minor.  I often wonder—is it better this way, or not?  Would I rather have my daughter date someone older who had a license?  Honestly, I don’t know if it would be better or not.  Yes—I do have to be the “taxi mother” on a number of occasions, but again, would I feel more comfortable if she was out there with a guy in a car alone driving on the busy streets? 

 

Anyway, I found out the prices for airline tickets for the Azores this summer.  Surprisingly, the flights are cheaper than what they were last year—so that is good!  However, they are still a little expensive.  I will be asking the ex-husband if he’ll be willing to chip in some extra money for the trip—I mean, I intend to be seeing his side of the family while I’m there.  Lizzy and Andrew have two aunts and two uncles there, plus a half a dozen first cousins.  I know they will want to see the kids; and it will be good for them.  I still like his family; it’s not their fault their brother turned out to be such an idiot. Okay, I must not call someone who I’m asking for funds an idiot.  I will try to be nice now.  Anyways, wish me luck.  

 

 You know, when it comes to the Azores and airline tickets there is a major conspiracy going on in my opinion.  Basically, the only people who travel to the Azores are either in the military, or they are going there to visit family.  The Azores is not a prime vacation destination, in fact, in most instances, when I tell someone that I’m going to be in the Azores, I get blank stares and confused looks.  This is the reaction I often get:

 

“Where in the hell is that?” 

 

(I have a link on my side bar if you are interested to see where I'm talking about.)

 

 

Basically, if you aren't’t from there, and if you aren't’t familiar with European navigation, or geography, chances are you don’t know where it is.  The Airlines know this, and they know that the average Portuguese person will pay just about anything to go back and visit relatives there—even if it means they have to scrimp and save for months-or years, take on a 3rd job, or use a credit card.  Sure, I could go to Italy for 3 weeks for half the fair that I have to pay to go to the Azores!  It just doesn't’t seem fair.  This is partly the reason why I haven’t visited for over 8 years.  Oh well, at least my youngest faire is $200 less—better go now before he is 10, before he is considered an “adult”!  It’s a conspiracy I tell you!!