Mountain Trip cont.
All right, sorry for the delay. I needed a few days to wallow in misery over my latest job rejections. All done now. Not that I've found a job or anything, but I've returned to the happy, let-life-run-its-course, Naomi state that you all would rather hear from :)
Now, where were we?
Ah, yes, graduation day. Mom and Dad and I went to campus so that I could give them the tour and introduce them to my co-worker peeps. We went to a DU graduation party where we all had the little sandwiches that I'd ordered from catering. Peggy, my supervisor, doesn't think anyone eats the little sandwiches, but she let me order them anyway after I talked about them for a long time.
Graduation was nice. Brian drove in and I made him sit with my parents instead of Alison and Gro. I don't know if he wanted to or not, I just didn't give him any options. During the ceremony, I forgot that if you leave your name card behind when you go up to get your diploma, they just hand you the mic, and then you can give a few shout-outs before they rip it out of your hand. So, they just read my name, but the guy pronounced my middle name right, so I couldn't complain too much.
After graduation, I met up with my parents and Brian. Brian gave me a flower lei, which was nice. I wished he'd given it to me before though, cause then I could have felt just like LC on Laguna Beach at her high school graduation!
The next day was the BBQ/ Brian's b-day. Nothing hugely hilarious happened that day. When my parents and I were preparing the food, there was a lot of arguing over which store to go to. We ended up at Whole Foods. Mike was very disappointed by my Mom's lack of ferocity. She told him to "watch it" a couple of times, but I think that Mike was refraining from calling me a hooker and/or telling me I have a dirty whorish mouth, so there wasn't much for mom to yell at. Mom and Dad also liked little Delicious, and played with her, and by playing with her, I mean Dad kept grabbing her by the head and throwing her to the ground. But, everything turned out nice. My parents met and liked the Nishi's, and I made my delicious sangria, which Ann and Jeff are fans of. Don't worry guys, I have a whole nother jug of cheap red wine for sangria making with your name on it!
Anywho, Sunday was my parents' last full day here. We started it by going to Halima's (my Somali Bantu Refugee student's) house. When I called to let them know they were coming, it went something like this...
Naomi: Hi, this is Naomi. My Mom and Dad are here and we're going to come visit you.
Halima: Naomi? My Mom and my Dad is coming?
Naomi: Yup, my Mom and my Dad are here and we're coming to visit you.
Halima: ok
We haven't really worked on possessives yet, like mine and yours, so Halima kept referring to both Mom and Dad as "my Dad." Anyway, we had a nice time there. They made us a bunch of food, and Mom leaned over and asked me if they'd be insulted if we didn't eat it all. I said no, it was after all like 10:00 am and we had heaping full plates of rice and some sort of meat in front of us. We also were each given approximately four beverages: fanta, coke, chai, and bottles of water. We stayed for about 2 hours and my Dad tried to help one of the kids set up the printer for the computer. After we'd eaten and drank as much as we could, little Malut woke up, who they told me later was afraid of my Mom. Not sure what she did, but I agree, she can be frightening :). Finally, we said good bye to the kids and Halima, who called, "Goodbye my dad!" as we walked out the door.
We then met up with Brian and drove to Boulder. We walked around the little town area and Mom bought a T-shirt that said "Dyslexics of the World Untie!" Of course, it took me like half an hour before I realized that it said "Untie" instead of "Unite" - probably should have bought myself one. We had dinner at a pasta place and then headed out. For the trip finale, we went to Shannon's (Brian and Alison's little sister's) sing and dance performance. They were great!
The next morning I dropped Mom and Dad off at the airport and then headed to work, exhausted and mopey . It was a lot of fun.
posted by Naomi @ 10:17 AM
3 Comments:
You incorrectly assumed that I didn't like the first installment, but on the second you did put more of your comedic self into it.
Or maybe it's the Bantu family that always spices up your writing?
The comment Ann and I laughed about the most was the little sandwiches and your supervisor Peggy.
We were both making bets on how many days Peggy held out listening to you describe the "delicious little sandwiches" each morning at work, until finally she screamed out "Fine! buy the freaking little sandwiches, as long as you Never EVER describe them to me again!!"
Also we would like a preview of all the "Naomi Denver Tour Packages" before we visit in July so we can pick, since it sounds like your parents got the same package we did in November.
well except the for your Dad's typical, "I see a mountain higher than where I am now, I must be there and take my family to the top!"
We can keep skipping those.
;-)
Cheery McChuckleson
If Ann and Jeffrey don't want to do mountains or other lofty goals I suggest a camping trip to Rocky Flats! I here you can camp, cook, go for walks at night and never need a flashlight. As a matter of fact you can cook and never start a fire...just bury your food in the ground and time it like a microwave. Just remember to burn all your clothes and equipment when you're done. Just ask Naomi for: DOD Tour/Camp Trip #Isotope 3
I absolutely love your picture of all y'all (thats a southern tern) in the car. It seems that you have different smiles on, for different reasons. Nestce pas? But you, lovely Naomi, look adorable as I remember when you were a wee bit of a thing.But I was hoping for a major tussle between Lois and Mike...shucks!
Love to all...Aunty m (Marroo)
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