Tuesday, April 1, 2008

A Sad, Sad Day for Rosie.

Remember Daughter Hawthorne, about whom I've bragged and of whom I've been so proud? You know she just got accepted into grad school. Well, she just called me on the phone, in tears. Apparently, she went in to work today high. They could smell the smoke on her and her eyes were all bloodshot. They told her to leave and not to ever come back. "But, Mama, you're not gonna tell Daddy are you?" Then she hung up. I spent the next 15 minutes crying my eyes out, then she called back. I refused to answer the phone, so Daddy Hawthorne did. "April Fool's Day!" You little bitch. And to think I gave up drugs and alcohol for 3 whole months while I carried you.

3 comments:

Marilyn said...

Ugh, I hate April Fool's Day. Fortunately, the day will soon be over...

Lane said...

;)

Anonymous said...

Go Lane! If only the kitchenette sink here (Kapalua) had the separate spray nozzle, I could have rubber-banned it and gotten Mike yet again (this would have been year 8, I think).
I laugh just thinking about his momentary WTF moment while the water is spraying his shirt. All I could do today is ask why he didn't reset the room safe and did he move all our vacation cash. He was not happy.
Oh, by the way, I LOVE MAUI! Had the absolute best dinner tonight at Sansei. http://www.sanseihawaii.com/menu.html
Even took some pics of our food. Yes, it was that good.