I spent the weekend with my sister and Ray in Montauk.
The floor had been replaced. A new wall was put up and painted and we wanted to go out and fix the place up for renters. The house looks beautiful now.
We also wanted to be together. Marcia lives upstate and we don’t get that much time alone. She’s taken care of me all my life and I love her so much.
I tried to dump Ray with my nephew Scott but for some reason he chose to go away with his girlfriend to celebrate her birthday. I will never understand guys in their twenties.
I can’t imagine that she’s more fun than Ray especially since Ray just learned to fetch.
Well it turns out that Scott made the right choice.
The first night Ray had a nervous breakdown. Actually it might have just been a bad dream
He was sleeping under my covers like he always does and all of a sudden he started screaming. He jumped out of bed and refused to get back in.
Every once in awhile I’d go look for him and he’d be sitting up outside Marcia’s door.
I finally took a mental patient pill and went to sleep which has become my present way of dealing with that which I can’t change.
If you can’t fix it, take dope.
I’m so sorry I didn’t have children to pass on all this wisdom I’ve picked up through the years.
He was just fine in the morning so we went out to breakfast. Marcia had eggs and toast and Ray and I each had a whole wheat wrap with egg and goat cheese.
Then we all went to the beach.
It was such a beautiful day and the beach was nearly empty. Just me and a boy and his aunt
BTW do any of you want to rent my house? I’d certainly give my blog followers a discount. You are all so special to me.
(this is a complete lie. I will try and soak you for all the money I can just as I would any other dope that couldn’t think of anything better to do in the summer than drive for a million hours in traffic to go to a crowded beach with long waits at restaurants and sub par treatment when you finally get in.)
Looking forward to hearing from you.