Canada Day Long Weekend PT2

Cocaine Princess here.

......When my sister says, 'did I turn he stove off?' 'Hmm?' I asked. 'Did I turn the stove off?' 'You're asking me? I don't go near that thing, how would I know?' She paused for a second and said, 'I'm pretty sure I did.' I had no choice but to turn the car around. If I hadn't neither of us would have had a moment's peace and I didn't want to return home and find ashes. I wasn't so concerned about the furniture as I was about my clothes and collection of shoes and handbags.

As the driver pulled up in the neighborhood I made a comment to A, 'if the house is burnt to a crisp I'm pointing all my fingers at you.' 'I don't hear any fire trucks,' she replied. The house was still in one piece and I didn't see any smoke. As she was getting out of the car the Afghan was chained in its' front yard. 'What is that?' she said closing the door. She too was startled by the sight of it. 'That's Scooby. He arrived yesterday with Ollie the cat. They're vacationing next door for the summer,' I explained. 'I think I saw something like that at the zoo,' she said getting out.

I wasn't bothered at all about having to drive back home. When I was little I was told something that I still hold true to my heart today. Everything that happens to us happens for a reason (we may not always like or understand it) and there is a time and place for everything. No matter how hard we push or even try when something is going to happen, it'll happen. I like to call it divine timing. Have you ever had something happen or not happen that made you so angry and mad but then later on you realize it was actually a good thing? I realized there must have been a reason for us having to turn around and return home.

It took her several minutes to come back out. When she finally did return we were off and I'm proud to say I didn't run over the shrub. Back on the road I questioned my sister what took her so long. ''The phone rang and I answered it.' 'Who was it?' 'One guess.' 'Valentina, what did she say?' 'Several things,' A replied. 'One, she wanted to know why you weren't answering your cell phone.' 'Because it didn't ring,' I said back. 'Check it for me,' I asked her. I had the phone placed on the dashboard and she flipped it open. 'It's turned off,' she observed. She turned it on and there were five missed calls. 'Second, she wanted to know what I was wearing. I'm happy to say she approves of my Ed Hardy outfit but she doesn't approve of my Havaianas. According to her rules Havaianas are only appropriate for lounging around the patio or pool. If anything that girl is an acquired taste. Your tolerance and patience for her is beyond anything human.' 'You don't know her the way I do,' I said. 'Her last question, have you made a decision about the dinner party?' 'I have,' I replied. 'Are you going?' I answered by nodding my head no. 'Why?' I just shrugged my shoulders. 'If you go you can see some of your friends. They haven't see you in months and maybe if you do go they'll stop calling.' 'Some of them aren't going either,' I informed her. 'You might want to reconsider. A change of scenery might do you some good. You can recharge your batteries.' 'Are you trying to get rid of me?' I asked. 'Never,' she replied. 'It's not like you to miss a party.' 'It's not so much of a party as it is a bunch of people sitting around talking while the host makes her rounds asking each person how they've been and what they've been up to before being summoned into the salon for dinner.' I explained. 'Didn't you have a good time at the last one?' she asked. 'It was....interesting,' I answered.

The speed limit posted on the highway to NF is 100km/hr. You know how fast everyone was going? 20km/hr, it was that bad. This year Canada Day fell on a Tuesday and not everyone had the day off, only government workers. For others Monday was off and not Tuesday. Because of that everyone decided to get a head start on the long weekend by leaving Friday and by the looks of it they were all heading in the same direction. While driving at a turtle's pace I was thinking about the last dinner party and thought 'interesting' wasn't the right word. If anything it was a night of revelation, actually not even that. It was a night of shock. Finding out 'Gilligan's relation to the Panamanian which I still haven't gotten over and meeting the Panamanian's fourth wife. And there were humorous elements, Valentina holding my laptop hostage, her muttering sarcastic comments under her breath during dinner and feeling like a canned sardine on the beach.

Stuck in traffic and listening to Neo Cortex and their song 'Elements,' (great song, unless you're into Euro/Dance music you may not be familiar with the group) I noticed so many cars had their flags up in support of the Euro Cup finals which took place on Sunday June 29th. Most flags were supporting Spain. I have a flag for my car but I only take it out every four years for the World Cup. I don't like watching sports in general but for some reason I enjoy watching that. That wasn't the only thing I noticed. Fans of Chef Ramsay, you know how he bangs his head on the stove out of frustration, many drivers were banging their heads on the steering wheel including the driver next to us. Ten minutes had gone by and no car was moving. Traffic was at a standstill. It was brutal and the worst, drivers honking their horns. That never helps nor is it a solution to end a traffic jam. The driver couldn't even get off at an exit to stop at a restaurant.



To Be Continued.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess