My Family Fantastic

Creating Experiences That Help Relationships Thrive

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Fly

October 14, 2012 / / 0 Comments

Ford's Theatre Presents Fly about the Tuskegee Airmen fall 2012

Morris and I went to see Fly  this week at the Ford Theatre in Washington, D.C. Fly is based on the experience of four Tuskegee Airman flying in World War II, and it was nothing short of brilliant. It incorporated  live action, actual video footage from the war, and tap dancing that expressed the range of emotions the pilots faced.

It had sad parts and it had funny parts. But, the dedication of the Airman to seeing each other succeed was the key to their success. Despite all the hardships face, they won.

 

Jury Duty and the Home Wrecker

October 8, 2012 / / 0 Comments

My maternal grandfather (not the grandfather I lived with for two years), cheated on my grandmother throughout their entire marriage. His indiscretions led to him fathering two children. I was two years old when my grandmother passed away, but his mistake colored my perspective of cheating spouses forever.

I loathe cheaters. As a Christian, I ought not loathe anyone. However, whenever a cheating scandal is alive and well in the media. I can’t help but think that the cheater is being maligned accordingly. In my view, Kobe Bryant deserved to be prosecuted, President Clinton deserved impeachment, and Tiger Woods had it comin’. I could continue.

My disgust for cheaters reared its ugly head while I served on Jury Duty too.

A gentleman on my panel, flirted openly with a lady juror. He was wearing a wedding band, and she was not. She whispered in his ear, he would laugh, and I would shoot them dirty looks. I even discussed my problem with Morris and explained that the gentleman and the “raggedy home-wrecker” came to jury duty together and spent all of our down time fawning over each other. Morris forbade me to confront the couple, but said that I could continue to give them the stink eye.

I was partially obedient. I gave them dirty looks, and sat uncomfortably close to the couple. My plan worked. The lady sat farther away, and at least they could not hold hands. I felt triumphant, because on my final day of jury duty there was no public display of affection between the two.

At the end of the trial, we had to pick a foreman. The gentleman declined to be foreman, because his wife was serving on the jury.

WHAT?!?! 

Yes, the gentleman and the lady I described as the “raggedy home-wrecker” are married.

Lesson Learned: Don’t jump to conclusions, Simone.

Question: Has jumping to conclusions ever made you look ridiculous? Looking for a friend. 

Jury Duty

September 26, 2012 / / 0 Comments

I have Jury Duty today, and I am pretty excited. Jury Duty is our civic responsibility. I hope that I am picked and that I serve well. But, I have another reason that I am really excited. People will go to extremes to get out of Jury Duty. So, I’m hoping that the day will have some entertainment value also. Is that terrible?

 

In Memory of Pete, Greet A Passerby

September 20, 2012 / / 0 Comments

After seeing Pete on my walk to work for 4 and a 1/2 years, he is gone. Pete and I weren’t close. He would say “Good Morning” and “Have a Good Day”, and I would politely nod and smile. On really hot days, I would hold my breath  as I walked by…Pete had a tendency to smell on those days.

Sometimes, I would see well-dressed folk stopping to talk to Pete, and I often wondered “why are they talking to that homeless guy?” But, now I know why. Pete was kind and cheerful.

I don’t know his story, but I imagine life had dealt him a few blows. Despite living under a tree with all his possessions in a shopping cart, he was kind and cheerful. But, I never made time to talk to him.

The world needs more people like Pete. People that will be kind and cheerful, no matter what personal challenges they face.

Bears On Top

August 27, 2012 / / 0 Comments

 

Question: How do two people live in a 400 square foot studio
apartment?

 

 

 

Answer: Bears on top.

 

You see, Morris and I live in the aforementioned small space. Thankfully, we have nine foot ceilings so we have utilized our wall space to the upmost. We also use every nook and crevice to store and hide things. For example, the two-inch space between the refrigerator and the kitchen cabinet becomes a home for our folding chairs and broom. The space underneath my writing desk stores our files, speakers, printer and a box of miscellaneous papers. And all of our bears are placed on the top shelves of our wall-mounted bookcases.

 

My handsome husband, Morris, graduated from Baylor University. The mascot for Baylor is a bear. While Morris did part with many items to make space for me in his apartment, he did not part with the bears and rightly so because I like that he is sentimental for simple things.

We hope to enjoy/endure this small space until we kill all of $51,236 dollars of our student loan debt.

Restaurant Eve

July 9, 2012 / / 0 Comments

Have you ever been in a situation where the room goes silent, everything is in slow motion, and despite the fact that there are 30 to 40 people in the room you realize…you are the center of attention?

Perhaps that’s happened to all of us. We realize, we should know something that we just don’t know.

That happened to me yesterday.

Yesterday, Morris and I met a dear friend for dinner at Restaurant Eve. It was her birthday and cause for a celebration. I had not seen her in a while. So, I got a little carried away with catching up and forgot to review the menu in detail.

Note to self: review the menu, then chat.

Before I knew it our server, Don, was coming around to take orders. Thankfully, he began taking orders at the other end of the table. So, I had about a minute and a half to peruse the menu. I only understood about every other word on the menu. So, I made an executive decision to focus on the words that I understood.

Don: What will you have for an appetizer, Miss?

Me: I’ll have the Tempura Squash

Don: And for an entrée?

Me: I’ll have the Honeycomb Blueberry…

Don: ….do you mean the Honeycomb Blueberry Tripe?

Me: Yes, the Tripe.

Don: Have you ever had Tripe before?

Me: No, I have not.

Don (lowering his voice): Do you know what Tripe is?

Me: No, I haven’t the slightest idea.

The restaurant becomes quite. Morris’ eyes enlarge and his lips press together, as if he is holding his breath. We also have the attention of our neighboring diners.

Don calmly walks to my side of the table and explains that Tripe is the second stomach of water buffalo. I respond by bursting into a fit of giggles/tears and ask for the vegetarian option.

Morris learned something about me yesterday. I am not easily embarrassed. While he is completely mortified at the incident, I am airing this snafu. Morris views the incident as horrific. I view the incident as hilarious.

I’ve been warned that I may be viewed as simple-minded if this story is published. For the record,  I managed to discuss the Higgs Boson Particle (the God-Particle) and my love for all things public radio at the same dinner table. So, for now…I think I’m safe.

 

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