I apologize to all my readers that I haven’t been able to respond to comments or visit your blogs, but Hasty has been a huger responsibility than I could imagine. We spent the entire day in Boston yesterday, and by entire day I mean just about 11 hours. It started out fine, but then Hasty went completely nuts and hijacked the Duck Boat while we were in the middle of the Charles River.
If you look down in the right corner you can see the tour guide’s hand in a gesture as if to calm her down.
Then she and HastyKid, who is too smart to be a real kid, I think she’s some kind of adult freak of nature Betty Button or something, they conspired to blackmail me and expose my identity to the world for a million bagillion dollars, which I don’t have. I tried to compromise with them, but they went mad and began to bully little children off the carousel in the Common.
Somehow we made it home safely, still with talks about black mail. It’s now the early morning hours and they are asleep and she doesn’t know that I’m blogging to implore you people for help. But first, let me tell you my real identity, before she has a chance to. My real name is Guido Idiota Fettucine. My son is Alfredo Fettucine. My wife is Marie Jean D’Arc Marie Marie Marie Babette Fettucine, maiden name Soufflé. She’s Canadian. And she’s not even from the French speaking region, so yeah her name’s a little strange.
Anyway, Hasty doesn’t know I’m posting this. It was literally an 11 hour day, great day in Boston and we’ll be posting more about it sometime soon. But the truth about Hasty is that she’s an incredible sweetheart and beautiful person. And speaking of beauty, she was still looking good after we got caught in a near down pour while we were on the swan boat ride in the Public Garden. But I’ll be polite about that. I did offer her my jacket but she didn’t want it.
Then there’s her daughter, who truly does have a very sophisticated wit. She’s got a great personality and she’s hysterical. She’s also a great house guest. HastyKid is very polite and cleans up after herself, puts her dishes in the sink, and she’s just a pleasure to have around the house. Hasty is a fantastic mother and she has done well with this little girl. I’m sure HastyHusband had something to do with that too, because HastyKid expresses often that she misses him and every now and then I get the sense that she’s a little homesick, which is expected when a kid is away from a good home.
I guess that’s it for now. As I said, I’ll be by catching up, and then some, once this adventure comes to an end. It may take some time, but I won’t let you down.
In the meanwhile, stay tuned….