I was lolling about on my bed this afternoon, while talking on the phone with my oldest daughter, Becca, about words–how people use them incorrectly, or pronounce them incorrectly, and how some people use high dollar words when a cheap word would do–in other words, talking about words. The conversation was going somewhere about why in heck anyone would use “consternation'” when “fear” or “panic” would suffice. Yeah, we are word nerds, I guess.
This whole conversation started because she is preparing for taking the GRE on Saturday, because she is, like, a perpetual student. She had a degree in Fine Arts from the University of Alabama, and went to graduate school at Old Dominion in Norfolk. Now she wants to be a library lady like Parker Posey in Party Girl, so she is going back to school. OK, ok, she wants to get a degree in Library Science, or something like that. She wants to be near books is all I’m saying.
So we were having this great intellectual conversation, with me remembering that when she was four, she, her sister, and I were standing in the kitchen one day. Emily, my youngest, who was three at the time, was putting a on a pretty good temper tantrum. Becca stood there, hands on hips, and said “Emily is certainly being obstinate today.” I sort of shook my head in a double take, as she not only pronounced it correctly, she used it correctly in a sentence. At four years old.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, which startled me, because I don’t know anyone out here in the freaking middle of nowhere in the desert who would come calling without calling me first. And there, at the door, we found our friend, Gaelyn, of Geogypsy fame. She had been to Quartzsite to visit some friends there, and to purchase a new slide in camper for her pick-up truck. She stopped by to show it to us. She was very excited, as I would have been if it had been mine.
We went outside to see it, and climbed in to look at the inside. It is a marvelous bargain that she got for $450! Now she can go camping in the desert, or go anywhere her heart takes her without the worry of where to lay her head at night. What freedom!
We spent the rest of the afternoon talking and laughing. It was so much fun to catch up with her. Fabgrandpa finally started talking about his hunger, and Gaelyn suggested a restaurant out on I-10 about 8 or so miles away. We said our goodbyes to her, and got ready to go. When we got to the restaurant, guesss who was already there! She said she got to thinking that her cupboard was bare in the new camper, so we got to chat a little more at dinner.
It was so much fun today! We made plans to go up to Yarnell and spend the night with her in about 3 weeks. Can’t wait to go!