MORE GOOD TIMES... August (Part 120e)
It was hard for her not
to say anything but I persevered. I did admit that I probably should
have told her when I first noticed the missing suit panties but I was
sincere when I told her I was positive that Ginger had not noticed. It
took some doing but I got her to say she believed me. At that point she
reminded me about my promise to buy her the outfit she wanted from the
Sears catalog and asked me to follow her into the kitchen. The catalog
was open and I saw a three piece, plaid wool set made up with a skirt,
vest and cape, with the cape acting as a coat. I liked what I saw as far
as the clothes were concerned but looking at the price I took a deep
breath... again. I’d told her that I’d get it for her as a birthday
present. Her birthday was in October and, as of October first, I’d be
eligible to borrow against my trust again. I shook my head affirmatively
only to hear her say that I had to order it right away. Being early
August she was afraid that if I waited they’d be all gone. I remembered I
had a Sears credit card that I’d taken out when I was buying and
selling cars but hadn’t used all that much since then. I told her that
I’d place the order at lunch time on Monday. That news didn’t take all
the ”heat“ off me but it sure helped.
On Thursday morning the big
question was were we still going on the planned family sailing trip.
Just to be on safe side I waited until everybody was up and eating
breakfast before asking. The decision to go wasn’t unanimous but Elle
made the most important one. Because of the delay in deciding we got a
late start. Among the lessons Elle and I had learned on our trip on
Monday was that the girls needed to wear their sneakers. Big B had
varnished his floorboards and they were very slippery when wet. We’d
also discovered some hardware (cleats) that were just lying in wait to
”bite“ anyone not paying attention. We brought along some of my old
socks to wrap around them hoping that it would soften the blow should
one of the kids run into one. By the time we got away from the dock it
was almost noon.
Elle wore her pink seersucker bating suit, the
one piece one that looked like a playsuit. I liked that one too as it
was the one where she wore a pair of her regular panties in place of the
sewn in ones. It didn’t take much movement for me to get my ”peeks“ in.
Elle really didn’t like having the kids out in the noonday sun so she
put a time limit on our voyage saying we had to be back at the dock
around two o’clock. We motored out into the bay before hoisting the
sails. There was definitely more wind than we’d had on Monday but not
too much. Because the boat was heeling with more wind Elle had to hold
on to Kaye which didn’t make her very happy. Jean, our oldest, didn’t
really know what to make of it and with every puff I could see her eyes
bug out a bit. On the other hand, Anne just loved it. With the wind
there were waves and with waves there was some splashing of water up
into the cockpit. Anne positioned herself so the spray would hit be sure
to hit her.
I’d hoped for the trip to be an opportunity for the
older girls to learn a bit about a boat with two sails but there was too
much wind for that. I did offer Anne the chance to help me steer the
boat. At least she thought she was helping. I had to give her credit for
being willing to give it a try. We made it back to the dock a little
early and because we hadn’t had any calm water to take a lunch break
Elle broke out the sandwiches and cookies. For Anne, anyway, that was
the icing on the cake. All in all I gave the trip a grade of ”B”. By the
time we got home and all cleaned up Elle was back to what I called
normal. I just knew I had to “behave” to keep it that way.
I
called Jay at work and confirmed that he’d be at the house “as early as
possible” , the next day. He qualified that by adding that it was really
subject to getting Jo and his daughter organized. I was pretty much
ready, having transplanted two rose bushes the night before and set the
cement blocks that would act as the footing for the “bump out” addition
to the garage. I was in the garden looking at my handiwork when Elle
walked up behind me. Still feeling a mite bit guilty I wondered what was
up. When I turned around to look at her she had a bit of a sheepish
smile on her face. I returned the “look” and waited for the the shoe to
drop... and it did... but it wasn’t all that bad.
When we’d gone
to Judith’s boutique a few weeks back Elle hadn’t seen anything jump out
at her. However, she did make a statement that a striped dress she’d
looked at was “cute” and, in hearing that, I had told Judith to put it
aside for me. And then, in a moment of weakness and to get a few
pictures told her I’d get it for her. I’d forgotten about it but she
hadn’t. Standing there in front of me with a sheepish smile still on her
face she hinted that since I wasn’t involved in a project at that
moment that I could go and get it for her. I hesitated for a few seconds
and her look changed to more of a pleading one. Knowing that I had a
bit of an upper hand I decided to take a bit of a risk and said I’d do
it if I could have a picture. She wrinkled up her face and with it still
that way sort of hissed out and asked when. I told her I didn’t know
yet and then she kind of whispered “OK”. I was on my way within seconds.
It was about a twenty minute drive to Judith’s store.
On my way it came to me that Elle hadn’t tried the dress on so I was
concerned about the size of the one that Judith was supposed to put away
for me. Another thing was that I knew Elle’s preferences for color and
they were mostly pastels and bright. As I remembered the dress it was
quite dark even though it had horizontal stripes of many colors running
through it. Judith was happy to see me but when I asked about the dress
she said she’d sold it since I hadn’t contacted her about picking it up.
Upon hearing that my heart sank. I’d worked so hard to get back in
Elle’s “good graces” and now it would be gone when I showed up at home
without the dress.
To be continued...
2 comments:
I swear I believe you went from one screw up to another with Elle and here I thought we were going to get the all time picture of pictures.
OB... Patience, my man... patience.
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