A VERY FEW WORDS
And Here We Go!
Posted on June 28, 2019 by meemselle
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If I had audio, I would record the moans of pure joy that I feel with a keyboard under my fingers. But that would be un-dignified, and so my task here, DARLINOS, is to fill you in, in just a Few Words, on the circumstances of this long gap.
{ASIDE: I’d love to be able to do a poll and ask you how much you missed me, but I would probably be disappointed. Exit: stage left.}
So, in a nutshell: I was robbed on the 2nd night of Pesach/Saturday of Semana Santa. A very thorough job. They crow-barred the caja fuerte out of the wall. My passport, some exquisite pearls, and a gold/diamond watch from Tiffany were in the caja fuerte. My great friend the Italian tells me the only thing you keep in a caja fuerte is a gun and a bomb. My German friend tells me you put NOTHING in a caja fuerte, but for a piece of paper with the words, “HaHa.”
Whatever. It’s only stuff. And it was a clean job, I must say: they didn’t pee on the bed or crap in the middle of the living room or anything; didn’t shred upholstery.
When I called Beloved Son to tell him the news (why do I do this to him? He is going to need SO much therapy.) It was a Sat. night, it was 10 p.m. in LA, 2nd night Pesach, so he had people over, he answers the phone, all up-beat, “Hey, Mom! How ya doin’?” And I said (calmly): “I’m OK.” And Beloved Son responded: “Oy. This isn’t going to be good.” What kind of mother does that kind of a buzz-kill to a 24-yr old? ME, I guess. I only started to cry when I told him that my Red Sox earrings that he bought me were part of the heist. He said: “Eemah. I will get you new Red Sox earrings.”
Trying to cut to the chase, because it’s really only meant to be a Few Words, I left Ruido Park at the end of May and am blissfully ensconced back in the Mango Penthouse.
I hope my Gentle Readers are not getting entangled in the news about the DR and I-Have-No-Idea-What/Why/How-USSA-News is churning stories about the DR. I live here. It’s a way different perspective. I so freely admit to have skinny, which I may share, with selected personages, as long as it’s not lashon ha-ra.
It’s good to be back, wearing the Red Sox earrings, Darlinos!