Since I am now sitting in front of the television watching The Incredibles--rather than being somewhere in between here and Helena, where we were meeting my parents so that they could take Connery for the weekend and Chip and I could go to Missoula--I thought it would be a good time to bring you all an update in the continuing adventures of The Amazing Connery and His Unerring Sense of Timing.
Unfortunately, yesterday must have seemed like a great day for Connery to get sick--just in the nick of time to save us from our weekend in Missoula. Thank goodness, because who knows what untold threats of relaxation could have been awaiting us there? Dinners at nice restaurants, evenings at the theater, leisurely afternoons browsing downtown... Clearly there were some pretty risky items in there. We might have sprained something. Not to mention what Connery himself has escaped in his weekend with Nana and Grandpa--unlimited cocoa and M&M-laden trail mix, swimming in the warm pool at my parents' health club, watching movies on the flat-screen HD entertainment center. He could have ended up with a sugary coating on his teeth until he brushed or perhaps gotten some water in his ear.
Do I sound bitter? I'm trying not to. After all, it's only a weekend, and it's not as if in a few months we're going to have less freedom to run off to do things like this. The best part? Here's Chip and my horoscope from the Chronicle this morning:
CANCER (June 21 to July 22)
Travel plans or anything to do with education, publishing, the media, medicine and the law look pretty rosy today. Your optimism is justified. Dream big!
I guess The Incredibles are just going to have to suffice for now.