On the way home in the taxi, we passed a huge confrontation in the parking lot of popular gas chain. All these men were gathered in a big circle surrounding the men who were arguing. The driver stopped soon after we passed the gas station to drop off a passenger. As the driver slowed down, we passed two men on the right side working under a car hood of which one of the two men saw me. As I sat there waiting, I heard a man yelling, “La blanche, la blanche, la blanche” (the white) over and over again to get my attention. I mean really! After hearing enough, I stuck my head out of the car and yelled back to him, “Le noir, le noir, le noir” (the black). He started cracking up at my response, as well as everybody in the taxi. As the driver pulled away, I stuck my arm out the window and waved goodbye without looking back at the guy. I told Deanne, Akobe and Jeromie my story later and they were all in stitches.
In the past 2 weeks, Jeromie has been looking at buying a used car. I had asked him if he had a death wish or just wanted to play Russian roulette, but instead with a car, with all the crazy drivers on the road. (You couldn’t pay me enough to drive on the roads because the drivers are so ridiculously out of control here.) When Jeromie got home last night, he told me that he bought a car and asked if I wanted to go see it. He bought a red RAV4 and was very proud of it. It looked to be rather well taken care of versus some of the other cars I’ve seen with “for sale” signs on them. Jeromie said, “Now we can all go on a beach trip!” I was thinking, “Oh goody, just what my white ass needs is to be hot and sunburned here! I’ll talk safari trip later this weekend with him…”
Earlier in the day, Boo Boo had worked really hard to walk from the end of the bench around the coffee table (pushed up against the bench) to the other side of the bench. Last night, I was watching Boo Boo walk around the living room table while the others ate dinner. I had just finished my water bottle and given it to Boo Boo (he loves to hold and play with water bottles). He lost his grip on the bottle, which slid to the other side of the coffee table out of his reach. Boo Boo proceeded to walk up and down the coffee table trying his darndest to reach the bottle without having to make the effort to walk to the other side of the table. At one time, he was staring at the bottle and started making sucking noises as if he was going to try to suck it over to his side of the table. After a bit, he finally decided to make the effort to go to the side of the coffee table and was so tired he decided to suck his thumb a bit to rest briefly. After his rest, he then finally rounded the corner to reach the other side. He finally was able to grab the bottle and as soon as he touched it, it rolled to the other side of the table-lol. The little guy had worked so hard to get to the other side only to lose the bottle again, so I handed it right back to him because I couldn’t stand that he had lost his reward so quickly after working so long and hard to obtain it! We all had a good laugh at Boo Boo and his efforts in about a 20 minute time span.
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