Life in the Boomer Lane spent all of July in London. She owned one grandson when she arrived, two by the time she left. LBL was able to produce the second grandson with little or no physical discomfort and subsequently no need to bare a breast in public or have her sleep interrupted several times during the night. She did, however, leave London with the exact amount of weight added to her frame (8 lbs 13 oz) as her daughter lost as a result of the birth.
Three days after LBL arrived home, Now Husband and LBL left for their annual week in Maine to visit Glenda, one of LBL’s closest friends and her husband, Ralph. Glenda has, in addition to having built a house across the street from the beach, situated herself across from the house Kara Dioguardi (songwriter and former American Idol judge) subsequently purchased. This is significant because unbeknownst to LBL, a lot of people search for Kara on WordPress. When LBL wrote about Maine last year and innocently mentioned Kara’s name, her hits went through the roof, handily displacing the “fat Monopoly man” search in which people usually find LBL.
Maine was fun, in spite of the absence of Kara, who was traveling elsewhere on the Famous People Planet. LBL had to make do with close friendship, stellar surroundings, perfect weather, and a never-ending supply of great food and alcoholic beverages. LBL was a real trooper and she got through it. And, because Ralph restores antique motorcycles, NH was able to wallow in panheads, timing chains, and transmission shift pins.
They left early Sunday morning. LBL suspected that her Fun Investment Account was about to go the way of her Retirement Investment Account. They drove many hours in pouring rain, the rest stop was out of her usual turkey and brie on a French roll, and NH’s GPS acquired the same characteristics of both dementia and passive-aggressive behavior as hers. Back home, the four potted plants on the side of the garage had expired, the suspicious blob on the end of Miracle the Cat’s nose looked even more suspicious than usual, and LBL considered throwing out all the dirty clothes in her suitcase instead of washing them, since nothing actually fit her any longer. On Monday, the stock market crashed in earnest, and her mail consisted of six bills and 11 credit card solicitations.
But her only real question was, how does Kara Dioguardi deal with all the overflowing litter boxes when she gets back from her trip?
Kathryn McCullough
August 10, 2011
Congrats again on the grandson asset. The stock market may be crashing, but you are one wealthy woman, Renee!
Kathy
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
Agreed.
pegoleg
August 10, 2011
Kara has fish.
Hope you had a great time on vaca!
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
She probably also has people who are paid to stand at the tank in case the little devils need anything.
Tori Nelson
August 10, 2011
Haha. Love pegoleg’s comment. Sounds like you had a wonderful July! If only we could bypass the life’s-not-worth-living post-vacation bumminess that follows. I cried yesterday. Loading the dishwasher after vacation just seems so arduous.
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
Shit. I forgot about the dishwasher.
Joyce
August 10, 2011
I see you haven’t lost your sense of humor in all of your travels!
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
Just any healthy eating habits I ever had.
Joyce Bell Kramer
August 10, 2011
Renee is back!
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
Just barely.
Charles
August 10, 2011
Sistah I love you. Congrats on the new grandson….. and you did it without many pain meds. — Very creative.
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
Ooooh, is that you??? Love back!
Brenda
August 10, 2011
Congrats on the new grandson. How wonderful for you to be in London for the birth and fun with your elder grandson. I hope all are safe there. Funny you should mention Kara, my husband’s cousin is in the music business, knows and has worked with Kara. I have not had the pleasure to meet her either. Glad to see you are back safely. Love your writing. Stay well. 🙂
lifeintheboomerlane
August 11, 2011
Thanks, Bren! London was fabulous, and I survived Maine without a Kara sighting. Tell your husband’s cousin I send Kara my best. Will I ever see you in the DC area?
My Inner Chick
August 10, 2011
Did you say you lived by Kara Dioguardi? Just kidding.
—BTW, Kara has her pooper scooper clean out the litter boxes.
lucky biach. xx
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
She’s got someone, alright.
TexasTrailerParkTrash
August 10, 2011
The photo of the litter box is the same one I used for a blog post about making a kitty litter cake. I kid you not. That picture is the finished product, complete with Tootsie rolls for poop and the scooper to serve it with. You can read all about it and get the recipe for it (if you dare) here:
http://youcallthatart.wordpress.com/2010/03/10/really-thinking-outside-the-box/
Glad you had a good time with your grandsons! All the enjoyment without the stretch marks—isn’t being a grandparent great? 🙂
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
That’s hilarious. I’ll check out your post. I should make that for NHD’s birthday, since he is the Grumbling King of the Litter Box!
k8edid
August 10, 2011
Congrats on the new grandson…I spent all of July with my sons and grandchildren and although I didn’t write a single word, I filled up on hugs and kisses, s’mores and swimming, and sunsets. I then drove 1501 miles in 2 days with my 90 pound furball and have hardly left my recliner since. Throw the damned dishes out with the laundry.
lifeintheboomerlane
August 10, 2011
It sounds like your July (and after) was/is simply perfect.
Walker
August 11, 2011
We’ve missed you, but I understand. Grandchildren make all this old age crap worthwhile.
Will be watching for some dieting tips!
lifeintheboomerlane
August 11, 2011
Thanks, Walker! Dieting tips from London and Maine:oooh, an idea for a post.
winsomebella
August 11, 2011
I always referred to the adjustment period after vacation as “re-entry.” Often it did feel like returning from outer space. Congrats on the grandbaby.
lifeintheboomerlane
August 11, 2011
Hey, thanks. Re-entry is a perfect way to put it.