Catherine is up to something; I just know it.
There is no other explanation for her behavior.
It’s her winter break and I have worked from home these past two days. And each day, she has laid aside the laptop, emerged from the cave-like comfort of her bedroom and offered to make me lunch.
Tuesday, it was turkey and spinach on whole wheat with a kiss of mustard.
Today, it was a cheese and avocado quesadilla, carefully cut in pint-sized triangles and dotted with salsa.
(Of course, I don’t have pictures of either — I was too busy eating. You’ll have to pretend the accompanying image was the real McCoy.)
Each day, she then retreated to her phone calls, Face Time, TV shows and texting, not to be heard from again until snack time or time to head out into the world after a serious effort at hair and makeup — hers, not mine! (And let the record show she didn’t serve me snacks.)
Sadly, I am not working from home tomorrow and will have to fend for myself, packing a bag lunch many hours before she rolls out from under the zebra print comforter.
As you likely have figured out, I am more than a little puzzled and ever-so-slightly suspicious.
As far as I can tell, I have not been poisoned.
Her 17th birthday is still several weeks away, and a couple of recent babysitting jobs have her flush.
So:
What does the kid want?
Pushing on a Rope 
My 16 year old soon to be 17 exactly a month from now, he wants……a car!!. Possibly Catherine has same thought process? I tell my 16 year old….” keep dreaming” Hope you have a great Valentine’s Day today.
Posted by Mike Colaluca | February 14, 2013, 12:26 pmI don’t know about your son, Mike, but Catherine will have to keep dreaming about that car. Or get a job!
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | February 15, 2013, 6:40 amI told the exact same thing to Alex…….gas, insurance, upkeep……all cost money. Job is good about now. When we were 16…..we were already working two years…..times have changed.
Posted by Mike Colaluca | February 15, 2013, 12:39 pmMe too! I was a page at the library and then bused tables at The Tarry Lodge. I babysat and delivered newspapers. sigh …
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | February 15, 2013, 5:16 pmI was just going to say that.. I bet you are being S-L-O-W-L-Y poisoned.. I suspect the “kiss of mustard”
Posted by John S. Pontillo | February 14, 2013, 12:25 pmOnly time will tell! 😉
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | February 15, 2013, 6:39 am