Everyone keeps asking how the transition to empty nest is going.
Truthfully, it’s fine. We’re settling in to our own new routines and keeping plenty busy. That we can listen to our own music and watch our own television programs uninterrupted, in a house that isn’t dotted with every possible variety of teenage detritus is a nice little bonus.
Of course we miss Catherine, the chance to stay up to date on each day’s events and to hear her distinctive take on things.
Thankfully, we can stay in touch with a bit of virtual help. Just this week, I had several fun “conversations” with her.
She sent me this photo.
I replied that it gave me a stomach-ache just to look at it.
“IT’S FRIED KRAFT,” she responded.
Why are you yelling? I keyed back.
“HOW ARE YOU NOT?” she answered.
And there was the following doozy, prompted by the announcement that she plans to be a Hooters girl for Halloween.
Naturally, those few words filling the screen of my iPhone wiped away 18 years of “girl power” cheerleading, pleas to use her brain, and soliloquies on inner beauty and strength.
I responded with a series of thin-lipped emoticons intended to telegraph my displeasure.
“THERE ARE GIRLS WHO WEAR THAT TO WORK. I’m only wearing it as a costume. XOXO”