That’s Not Chinese invited Dr. BJ and I to dinner at her house this evening. Upon arriving we found her on the stoop, in a plush red robe, rocking in the chair, drinking wine and smoking a cigarette. “Love the robe,” I told her. “Thank you,” she said and proudly added, “it’s my smoking jacket.”
Dr. BJ started telling us a story about an evening out with the boys when he ordered a drink prepared with Grey Goose. “You know what my experience with geese is?” That’s Not Chinese interjected, “don’t jump in an try and save them.” I know her experience with geese firsthand, as do many of the people who were at the park that lovely Mother’s day.
As we continued to talk, we brought up a friend who gets completely obsessed and crazy when in love, which doesn’t always work in his favor. “When he gets crazy, so does his lazy eye,” I said, while trying (with my hand) to make my eye go crazy. “Ah,” Dr. BJ replied, “The crazy lazy – dangerous place to be.”
Dr. Bj has a knack for trying to redirect when things get crazy and when that happened most recently he was outside, “I told everybody, ‘look at the moon.’ This is how we deal with issues in my family: distract, distract, distract.” It was at this point I pulled out my pen and paper to start writing down some of his comments because I was sure I wouldn’t remember all of them. “BW (blog worthy), eh,” he noted. “Oh good,” That’s Not Chinese stated, “I haven’t been in the blog for a while. I’ll have to read it tomorrow.” “Have you not been reading?” I asked. “Yes and no. I prefer to read it when I’m in it.” Then she got up and put on her plush red robe. “Smoking jacket?” I queried. “That’s right. Gotta wash it soon – it really absorbs the smoke.” Wine in hand, she made her way to the stoop for more rockin’ under the influence.