October 16th, 2005making choices
We slept in today. That’s one thing I know I learned from my parents… how to sleep late. 🙂 Seeing as how it was about noon, my mom suggested we eat hoagies for lunch. The best place in the world to get hoagies is this tiny little town in PA, where you call in your order to the American Legion. Since we aren’t members, we then drive around back and go in through the kitchen to pick them up. My mom won’t eat hoagies anywhere else but here. Something about the best bread and hot peppers in the world. 🙂
The Legion was having a gun show, so my dad decided he’d go in and look around while my mom and I went back to the house to eat. He bought knives and debated a few guns. He’s an Army man, Ranger, Green Beret, etc. Apparently, when he was waiting to hear about his acceptance to medical school, he told my mom if he didn’t get in, he was going to be a professional soldier. I learned that this afternoon, sitting at an old kitchen table with my mom, munching on hoagies.
It’s easy to talk to my mom… particularly when she’s not stressed out about work. Somehow her hometown makes her reminisce. I’ve never really heard the entire story of how my parents met, how he proposed, when they lived together, etc., so I asked. And she will always tell us if we ask—it’s one of the things I love best about her. She never lies or tries to hide anything.
My parents lived together for two years before they got married, and that’s a real sore spot for both of them—it’s exacerbated now because my sister lives with her boyfriend back home in WA. Being Christians now, that’s a big no-no… but my mom didn’t give me the religion perspective. Instead, she explained why it was hard for her and their relationship… the revelation about the career soldier thing was explained because it hurt her so deeply. Being a career soldier kinda eradicates plans for a wife and a family—to her, he was saying she wasn’t as important as medical school, etc. The day he got accepted, they made plans for the wedding.
They’ve been married for 27 years, through good times and bad, and they’d never survive without each other.
Then again, my dad was shooting spit wads at me through his straw at the restaurant this evening… he might not live for much longer. 😛
I’m jealous, my parents have never shot spit wads at me……
Comment by Augustus — October 16, 2005 @ 11:57 pm
This is like camp for the three of you, isn’t it? It all sounds lovely. Enjoy!
Comment by anne — October 17, 2005 @ 2:27 am
my dad knows better than to do that. though, we’ll throw things at each other. but nothing messy.
that sounds awesome though. my parents don’t tell me stuff like that. my gramma does though!
Comment by wendykat — October 17, 2005 @ 6:23 am
What a lovely time you’re all having. You’re so lucky that your parents know how to sleep in, I have a father in law that treads a path outside our bedroom door waiting for hubby and I to get up if the time goes past 8am!!!
Comment by ms. mac — October 17, 2005 @ 7:06 am
whats hoagies? ur parents sound nice 🙂
Comment by Prerona — October 17, 2005 @ 7:21 am
Augie… somehow I just know you would get along with my dad. He’s 12 too.. 😛
Anne: For my dad, most definitely, lol. 🙂
Wendy: My mom will tell me stuff, and my dad too, to a certain extent. (He had three brothers.. oh my god, the stuff they did to their one sister and her boyfriends. rotfl) My grandmother (my mom’s mom) only shared bits and pieces.
Ms. Mac: I was the first one up today! I had to wake them up, lol.
Prerona: Think Subway sandwiches, only better. It has fresh bread, fresh vegetables, thick ham (for them, not me, lol), fresh cheese and hot peppers. It’s really good. 🙂
Comment by the insider — October 17, 2005 @ 8:14 am
Mmmmm, I’m glad someone else asaked about Hoagies! I am a sandwich-a-holic, they sound wonderful!
Comment by ms. mac — October 17, 2005 @ 9:48 am
Oh then you’d love these Ms. M. 🙂
Comment by the insider — October 17, 2005 @ 10:38 pm