Last night hub came home from drinking with the lads quite pished and frisky, so much so that it made me wonder what the lads had been talking about. I kept his hands at bay while we had a beer and watched some TV. He was, in his own words, trying to give me a 'nyugan special kensa' - special breast cancer examination. Sigh. My husband is 45 people!!
Anyway, it was quite obvious that there was to be an international relations meeting before the night ended. He was just so much friskier than usual that I got a bit of a shock and actually said to him, in English,
'You can't just barge in'....
meaning him barging in through the saloon doors. It was all just a bit fast.
The only bit he picked up on was the 'barge in' - 'bar-gin' which is the katakana way of saying 'virgin'. He looked at me as if I had just made a comment about self being virgin - or something similar which I feel doesn't need repeating. But fuck it made me laugh. One of those giggles you can't stop even though the situation reeeeeeaaaaaaaaaly doesn't call for it. Tis a wonder the meeting got concluded at all :D
So that's enough about that.
Today was not the day it was meant to be. I walked the kiddies to kinder, came home and did the Shred and then spoke to a friend in NZ - who was due with her third (in three years) yesterday. Anyway, she is still with child but hopefully not for too much longer. I had emailed my friend the Blender (Belinda) to see if she wanted to meet for sushi seeing as I was planning on going over to the baby shop to get a new kiddy futon cover for Shou's nap futon set. He (quite enjoyably according to the teachers) ripped it last week. As I was standing in my towel after post-shred shower Granny K comes in. I actually have a bra on and towel round waist and am still on phone to friend.
The middle son is coming home from Shikoku and will be here in two hours. Heeeeeeellllloooooooo!!! The middle son is fucken useless to be perfectly honest. Never rings Granny K up, didn't even know we had a third child - but that's hub's fault too, and even missed his fathers houji (17 year anniversary of his death) last year - or was it the year before.
Granny K said he had rung a couple of days ago and made out that he may or may not be coming home but that he would ring if they were. And he did. They left Shikoku yesterday, stayed at some random hotel in Yufuin last night and are staying in Hakata tonight. Granny hasn't seen her son for four years and they come all this fuckin way and stay for TWO hours. I'm not sure if that is testament to fact that son is useless inconsiderate prick or that Granny K is just not who you would choose to spend 24 hours with. Of course I'm a fuckin legend as I have spent coming up ohhh, 39420 hours with her.
Of course it meant I had to quickly ring friend, cancel sushi, forget shopping, get changed, clean house, whip to supermarket with every other man, woman and child in a 50km radius, buy some lunch - seeing as even though son had said they wouldn't need lunch they were arriving right on that time of day when normally you would be consuming said meal. They arrived, they ate, they prayed and they left...
Son brought with him a picture of their daughter - a professional one taken at her coming of age ceremony. It was lovely. Not lovely enough of course for it to compensate fact that they haven't brought her to see Granny K in over 10 years. When we went to Shikoku when I was pregnant with Marina we invited Granny K and she was all up for it but then son said they didn't have room for her to stay so Granny K got in a huff and instead of staying in a hotel (like we were) she didn't go.
Anyhoo, the daughter is at varsity in Osaka now and is so busy with school, work, and slappery (she has many boyfriends according to her father) that she hardly goes home to see her parents. Granny K's outlook on the situation - she's a selfish bitch but what do you expect, look at the way she was raised.
Christ, I wonder what the woman says about me.
Actually I know what she says and I choose to ignore it in favor of world peace.
My sister in law gave me a few 'fuck this woman is on crack and seriously fucked up' looks and together we formed an alliance. My other sister in law is also part of this but me thinks they are just bloody glad they don't have to live with the woman. Amen. Wouldn't that be nice.
They left around 2pm and Ryu and I had a wee nap, pottered round a bit and then hub rocked on home at 4pm. For a second there I thought I was going to be dragged to the chambers for some 'barging in' but he came home early so he could take Granny K to the grave to 'bring home the ancestors' for the weekend. They get taken back next week some time. Ryu sleeps in the alter room so I hope he doesn't get woken by the ancestral party going on in there for the next four days or so.
The kids are all asleep and I think hub has probably fallen asleep too, although I imagine he will miraculously remember that he gets XXXXX in return for the neck massage I got an hour ago.