Friday, May 23, 2008

New Girl Not in Town & Parenting, Con't

So...Son #1 has coughed up that his proviso that he would NEVER have a long-distance relationship was not carved in butter (or stone), that in fact, he has started (or been continuing) a 9 month connection with a young social anthropologist who is a junior at Harvard and has recently dyed her hair blue. Who, he adds, he met on a plane while on a head hunting trip for his social network. One nose piercing and no tattoos, although they have visited a tattoo convention recently.

And Son #2 failed his permit test. Irony was even clear to him: the question that felled his driving hopes for the moment was what the cops might do if they find drugs and or alcohol in the car. He answered incarceration (!), the correct answer was that they lose their license. That he got this particular answer wrong after an entire parent/child confrontation evening on Tuesday night, which was completely about parents repeating over and over again the dangers of drinking and/or drugging and driving. Poetic justice lives!

On that evening: J and I agreed as we walked down the driveway flanked by damp flowers and dripping leaves that mainly, after facing the boys and covering our own ambivalence and concern over the topic, we needed a drink.