People with lousy manners are a real turn off and are certainly doing a diservice to their upbringing (because I like to think that everyone is brought up well) by acting that way.
That said, I was in the mood to kick a little ass today so after my daily run I thought that I would go take a kickboxing class. As luck would have it, the teacher was out so I got screwed out of an additional hour of exercise AND the possibility to take out my frustrations in a productive fashion.
But as they say, when God opens a door he/she always opens a window because as a result of the aforementioned setback, I ran into hottie gringo baseball player in the elevator and we had yet another totally random and weird exchange.
Him: You look bigger when you are dressed.
Me: Huh? When have you seen me not dressed?
Him: I see you running everyday
Me: But I don't run naked!
Him: *laughing* but not fully dressed
...and we get to my floor, I get out, and then think to myself "whaaaaaat?"
On the upside though, now I know that if only I was turned on by jocks, I could have lots of fun these last few weeks of my vacation!
...too bad I am not...
On another note, last night we had an impromptu family dinner. Gus and I had gone out shopping for some new glasses for him and came back to find Ivan and mom in the process of having dinner. We joined them, and started talking about the upcoming three weeks.
My heart nearly broke during that conversation.
In three weeks Ivan, Gus and I are all leaving. Although out of the three of us the only one who actually lives here- or at least lived here- is Ivan, apparently she (mom) got used to having all of us here these past couple of months. It seems that she managed to overlook the fact that at least mine and Gus' visit came with an expiration date. We were all laughing and talking about our plans after this and she was sitting there all glossy eyed watching us laugh.
We tried to comfort her and tell her that everything is going to be okay; but it terrifies her to know that in less than a month her nest will be completely empty. I have told her that although we're all going to different places, none of us is going to be more that 40 miles away from an international airport; however, she is feeling left behind and there is nothing anybody can do about that.
Being a good parent has got to be the most difficult and painful thing in the world! I hope someday I can feel her pain and understand where she is coming from. If I do, then I'll know I've done well.