I’m zooming off on an unplanned visit to Lost Loon Lodge. Bud has to have three teeth extracted but first he has to come off anticoagulants and all of that needs an intermediary to help with doctor-speak. Dan had- remarkably- 5 days free before heading out on a lengthy tour, so he is arriving late by train at Union Station and we’ll head out in the car before dawn. I spent the afternoon cruising the aisles at Whole Foods and Trader Joe’s for creamed soups and tasty, soft, nutritious food items to stockpile for the next couple weeks.
While I’m up there I plan to get Bud up and running on e-mail with a cockamamie wireless connection. It’s hard to believe but they bounce a signal off a receiver on the mountain across the lake so finally, he can go a bit faster than 16 bits. Hopefully. I want to be able to send him daily e-mail (because I HATE the phone) and pictures of the children and let him read the blog. And then you can all write to Bud!
So- off I go and I’m taking the funky camera, too. I tried to get a Sony today, not SLR but point and shoot, just as an alternative to lugging around lens and getting cranky over my twitchy focus motor but Best Buy didn’t have the one I wanted (like FC’s!) so I decided to wait on that.
Just think: 16 hours in the car with my grown child. I’m excited! I think. This is the child who gives new meaning to back seat driving. The last time he was in the car with me he announced, “Mom! Look out! You never know when you’re going to run into a school bus!” There was no bus in sight and I have absolutely no record of ever running into anyone or anything. In fact, I’ve never even gotten a ticket, carefully setting the cruise control at precisely 8 mph over the limit. That’s true. A life without a ticket.
Also, Dan has his own taste in music as do I. My best mix includes David Byrne singing “Buck Naked” and a lot of Laurie Anderson and Tom Waits. I’m not sure who that is on his mix and why it needs to be quite so loud. However, squabbling over music will be better than trying to launch a discussion on whether he plans to return for his Master’s or not (he hears that as me doubting his skills as a professional musician and fails to hear it as my doubting our society’s support of the arts. Ah, me.)
Still. I’m very much looking forward to this drive north with my son and I’m anxious to see Bud. I may stay at the Lithium Laurium Manor Inn a few miles away and let Dan and Bud bond over the composting toilet. Updates with pictures forthcoming. Have a good couple days.