She's frightening me by so far exceeding the standards of all the other companies I've been dealing with. She's never once put me on hold, hasn't requested I send the same information more than once, hasn't lost any of my file, and hasn't gone for two weeks without returning my call. Moreover, she treats me as though I'm a human being! It's just plain scary.
Be brave, little piglet.
Last night I got another lecture from Kirstin on my progress as a family member. She still really wants me to produce a stepdad. She has used her new mathematical skills on the issue, and is not happy about it. The way she figures it, I was with Jeff for 4 years, and she feels he was really close to being her stepdad. If it takes that long with Forest, that's another three and a half years to wait, and by then she'll be 12 years old!
She despairingly informed me that by then she'd be too OLD to have a real stepdad.
I tried to soothe her, but I couldn't help smiling at that. What a great little-kidism.
I had to explain, again, why I'm not with Jeff anymore, and why we don't live in Lansing anymore. Then I had to explain why Forest and I aren't married, and then she wanted estimates on how long it would take us, because she wants all the stepdad time she can get before she's too grown up to have one anymore.
Hmm.
I was really pleased in taekwondo last night. We lined up to spar, and the guy I was against stepped in to sidekick me right away. I sidestepped him, and roundkicked him beautifully in the head. (I didn't hurt him, just a tap to show I could.) Master Kim shouted "Alright Wendy! That'd do it." As in, that's the end of the match, lights out.
I am still glowing from that. Master Kim doesn't shout congratulations often. I'm glad to have pleased him. Forest had pointed out to me that I needed to use more of the pretty parts of my forms when I'm sparring, and that's all I was trying to do. I guess it works!
Today's Forest's 23rd birthday, and he's working open to close, then playing pool with Ross until heaven knows when. I won't really get to see him. I do know, however, that his grandma baked him a cake, and plans to suprise him with it at the Store. I'll probably try to be there for that part. Then we'll celebrate later this weekend.
Where I come from, birthdays are a big deal. We have cake, decorations, and sing songs and blow out candles. There are cards and presents and the whole works. When I was a kid it meant a day with no chores, when I didn't have to practice my piano lessons, and got to watch everyone else bustle around while I relaxed. It was great! Forest doesn't make much of his birthday. I hope he isn't terrified by what he's about to experience. I'm trying to get some of the family together at Outback Steakhouse tomorrow night to celebrate. I hope it's not an unwanted gesture!
