Surprising Suffolk
Rod has inspired me to blog about home, which I had already been plotting, but boredom and his notes have pushed me over the edge. As I write this, I'm watching my dog outside the window sniff around the yard. I've realized that most of my mother's updates about home life center around this dog's life and times, which in return revolve around sleeping and smelling her own poo. The dog had part of its tail amputated due to an unfortunate accident at the vet's office. So "Nubs" now looks even more ridiculous than ever. She is also now on a diet of green beans. I have yet to understand how the dog is on a diet of green beans, but I fed her her dog food moments ago and it looked the same to me, more than likely I have done something wrong and will be told so upon mother's return from work. Enough about dear Molly, who has tried to remain in the blog by pressing her nose against the glass and chasing my cat. Alas, we must move on.
My day was an early doctor's appointment followed by excessive tooling around town. Good news of the day...more surgery awaits me upon my Christmas return home, so I might be the only person dreading the end of this term, on the upside it will be a sweet excuse to sit around and have a sideline view of the holiday madness. I spent a few hours over at my grandparents house which was as entertaining as always. My grandfather told me that if a bullfrog had wings, he'd use a pistol. I think this says a lot, although I'm not sure what about. In my grandparents neighborhood all the citizens were otu watching the road be repaved, so I stopped and chatted with NSA basketball legend Adrian Holland who was enjoying the smell of tar and the sound of bulldozers. Every 15 minutes as they fire up a paving machine, my grandparents entire house will rattle as if they live under a subway. The other evening, I went out with my parents to enjoy dinner at one of Suffolk's new fine dining establishments (weird, I know). There were approximately 50 people dining there and I personally knew about 30 of them. Not kidding. Every last one of them had to be visited and took it upon themselves to visit our table. Included were an obnoxious App. State fan who was put firmly back in his place by me. He was also on the receiving end of a chorus of "FU FU FU" from my father and I, despite mother's protests and attempts at civility. All of this excitement has taken place in the 48 hours I have been here. There has been more, but these are just a few highlights.
Dude, what is up with me rocking out sappy country music these days. Something verrrry strange is going on here.
My day was an early doctor's appointment followed by excessive tooling around town. Good news of the day...more surgery awaits me upon my Christmas return home, so I might be the only person dreading the end of this term, on the upside it will be a sweet excuse to sit around and have a sideline view of the holiday madness. I spent a few hours over at my grandparents house which was as entertaining as always. My grandfather told me that if a bullfrog had wings, he'd use a pistol. I think this says a lot, although I'm not sure what about. In my grandparents neighborhood all the citizens were otu watching the road be repaved, so I stopped and chatted with NSA basketball legend Adrian Holland who was enjoying the smell of tar and the sound of bulldozers. Every 15 minutes as they fire up a paving machine, my grandparents entire house will rattle as if they live under a subway. The other evening, I went out with my parents to enjoy dinner at one of Suffolk's new fine dining establishments (weird, I know). There were approximately 50 people dining there and I personally knew about 30 of them. Not kidding. Every last one of them had to be visited and took it upon themselves to visit our table. Included were an obnoxious App. State fan who was put firmly back in his place by me. He was also on the receiving end of a chorus of "FU FU FU" from my father and I, despite mother's protests and attempts at civility. All of this excitement has taken place in the 48 hours I have been here. There has been more, but these are just a few highlights.
Dude, what is up with me rocking out sappy country music these days. Something verrrry strange is going on here.
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