Well, for our grande finale, on Friday night, both Mikey and Robyn did a sleep-over!
Good News and Bad News. The charm of their first meeting had worn off, and they fought like, well, cats and dogs? Sharing ended up on the back burner, and Zoe finally got "stern"! I used a low register "shame on you, I mean business sp you should pay attention" voice. I am not sure either of them had heard that before and it got their attention . But, it was a lot of fun too. Amidst the packing and arranging to find /get a way to send the extra things as carry-on baggage, phew, I had a big, honkin' blue thang w/wheels even to help Jenny out, and it fit the kite and other goodies she had to bring home, and trying to get the kids to eat "real" food so we could make brownies later on, and coordinate breakies at Mike's for folks to say bon voyage, and get Robyn to write in her journal now that we got it back, and ... well, as any parent or grand-parent knows, it was chaos. But, let's not forget, I am neither, only by the heart, not in deed or history, so it was all brand new to me. I hope I didn't disappoint. I had some nice "tuck in" time with both kids. Robyn still had her bed, and Mike was on the couch. I had purchased two similar, but different colored blankets for them a bit ago, and before I knew I wanted them to have their OWN blankets, not to be used by ANYONE ELSE. It turned out to be a good thing, because Mike wanted a "real bed" like the convertible couch in "Gerry's room", and I could offer him a sheeted couch, a sheeted pillow, and his own blanket, and a furry teal "blanket" and a "stained glass" night light. He was nervous. That surprised me, but I locked the doors, and let him know that we were in the loft w/out a full wall and he could just call us and we'd be there. I also met his "toy" Ed. That was HUGE! Gordy and I later both spoke with him and reassured him, and we also said we'd talk to his Mom, Katie, at breakfast about a sleepover during his spring break. Then in Robyn's room, we three just hung out (Gordy, me and Robyn) and chatted, and watched the "lit tree" that could "suck you in" [Robyn's words] and Zach, the hero du jour, came in and actually made love to Robyn and that was absolute icing on the cake. We hoped Eliott would make it tomorrow, and "little" Hannah, as they are two folks Robyn loves a lot.
Unfortunately, it didn't happen. Bummer. But Candi, Gary, Colby, Katie, [big] Hannah [i.e. Robby's lady-love], Mike, Gordy and moi were there. It was quite kewl when Gary wrote a note in the "journal". Years from now, it will mean a lot when she reads it. Candi looked super, I felt so grungy in comparison. The rest o' the group were men or younger folk, so I took my cue from that comparison. I was beat and exhausted. But, looks aside, it was a warm time with Robyn as the center of attention, as it should be. It's sort of a hoot, as the visit ended up in book-ends. Our first group meeting was supper at Mikes, and bon voyage was at Breakfast at Mikes.
I had trouble at the TSA in SEATAC when she arrived, and worse, and so much more sad, I was not allowed into the gates to get my last kiss and hug and eek out every moment of time with her. But, OTOH, the good part was she didn't see me "break down" and cry. I may be wrong, but I think she knew I was getting sad and feeling "it" as she amped up the "clowning around". She's a sensitive little girl, that's good, but I hope she builds up some good callous and a discerning radar so she isn't taken advantage of. Gordy and I were just talking about how blue we both are. The house is empty. Robyn is magic and life and joy and emotions unchecked, or over-checked. She's a hoot and a love. I'm lonely without her. And we didn't even have her the entire week, we let her visit others 'cuz Gordy and I are on the same wavelength in this; the trip is about Robyn and her happiness. It isn't about us and our needs. We wanted Robyn to be with those she loves. So we made sure we could make it happen as much as doable, and still get some Robyn time. Without betraying a trust, she loves Robby Coale in such an amazing way. I'm so proud that she remembers the connection they had when he was "nanny-man". They are great together, as noted when we visited where he now works, Mukilteo Coffee Company. Oh, I have so much to write about this visit still. I hope I can get it in. BTW, during this time I still managed to get a new CPAP mask, Opus, I've yet to really use it yet, no naps with kids around, and I went to an appt. off-island with my rheumatologist, and he's excited about Clear Passage as I was in the telling, at the change, and I had my weekly Marilyn Appointment, and lastly, one piece o' problems with my laptop was fixed with a new battery [now to try to pinpoint what creates my lcd to go blank, black or wonky in general]. I also have to see if I can get my hands injected one more time, and then go to CA Clear Passage to fix my CTS, sans surgery, and "touch up" my body and get me on a better track. We also did manage to make it to lunch with Doris, but I dropped the ball with visiting Mom this week. I hope I can this week. It's my intention to. I also have taxes, and Mom's and my bills, and other sin to catch up on. Yikes stripes. I need good vibes and energy. Oh yeah, and trauma alert, I'll be 54 [that's how old Gordy was when we met methinks]. OLD! What a world, what a world. I need a Roybn fix.
Thank you so very very much Jenny for trusting us enough to have her visit us. Big ol' virtual bear hug goes out to you. Sleep Tight all.
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