From:
K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@
XXXXX.XXX
Good
morning Roya,
I
try to practice every day. The day after
rehearsal is very important. It is when
I incorporate the changes we make.
Rehearsal is a hard place to learn anything. I really just take notes and
"learn" it the next day.
I
had a chicken sandwich for dinner. It
would have definitely made you cock your head, especially the potato chips.
It
is hard to make preparations for my mom's visit. She is essentially handicapped. Anything physical is a problem, that includes
museums, shopping and hanging out in the park.
We have a dinner reservation at a place called Chez Josephine that I
think she will like. The other
complication is my sister. She changes
her plans constantly. Worse, sometimes
she is so mean to my mother that my mom wants to leave. The last time, my sister paid for the ticket
for two weeks and then essentially kicked her out after two days. In the end, there will be a whole lot of “what
do you want to do?” I don't know, what do you want to do?” I am hoping that my mom will cook. Otherwise, I will just play it by ear. Of course my staff has all sorts of days off
already planned so I can't take much time to be with her. It will be nice to have her here though.
My
wife is going to spend some time with her mother and her horse. It leaves me with time to myself. I hope we can take advantage.
XOXOXOXOX
SYB
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Tues, Aug 28, 2012 at 10:48 AM
From: Claudia Bonn@
XXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
Good
morning my love:
Now,
you know I'm not against junk food per se. It just depends on what kind. Potato
chips, like say Cape Cod or Wise even have no chemicals and are all natural.
So, although, they aren't organic, they aren't that bad. They're cooked I
believe in vegetable oil. You can certainly afford fattening stuff, just not
animal fat.
When
you say, she's handicapped what do you mean by that? She gets tired fast, or
gets out of breath or her legs start to hurt? It's kind of congenial that
everyone asks what do other people want to do . In my family, everyone wants to
do what they want and so the fights are over that. My mother too has left my
sister's after a couple of days. My mother is a really good cook and she likes to
take over in the kitchen. For me, it's no problem, I hate the kitchen although
I can make good stuff if I put my mind to it, but my sister is possessive over
her kitchen, so the last time they had the blow out over what should go into
the salad! Can you imagine? Obviously, that's just a symptom of a lot bigger
issues.
So,
will your wife spend time with her or will she go to work too? What will she do
all day at home? In a different life, I would've taken her out to lunch and we
could've gotten drunk together and I'd make her tell me stories about when you
were little. If my mom told those stories they would have nothing to do with
reality and every one of them would make her look really good. So, the emails
were so crazy yesterday, what are the dates of her visit and your wife's
departure? What a humid day today is!! I hope your ACs work. Has that problem
been permanently solved? I have major plans with Maggie today since it's her
day off with the children. So, I'll probably be out of touch in the afternoon.
I
love you SYB, I can't wait to see you. And it's only Tuesday!
XOXOXOX
HFG
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Tue, Aug 28, 2012 at 11:25 AM
From:
K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@
XXXXX.XXX
When
I say she is handicapped, I mean she cannot do things that able people can do. "Tired" is not sufficient. It is more than that. It isn't just out of shape. She can't walk up stairs, or cover any
distance. She gets extremely tired
easily. I have to walk so slowly to stay
with her that I can get tired if I am not careful. One time I hurt my back. She has problems with her feet and hips. She has a thousand food issues, none of which
stop her from eating. She is overweight.
They
aren't being congenial. They are laying
ground work for future complaints.
"We always do what X wanted."
"Doesn’t she know I can't/didn't want to..." "Who wants to that?" It sounds like your sister and my sister have
a similar relationship with their mothers.
I don't even like being around it.
My
wife will not spend time with her. She
used to, but won't anymore. In fact, she
will plan things to conflict with other plans.
Sometimes they go to Operas together.
She will join us for some things.
My
mom likes to sleep late and lounge for several hours. She doesn't go anywhere before about 1 or 2. She used to do all kinds of things by herself
here. Now she sits and waits for me to
come home. I usually go out and get her
the newspaper. She will read and nap.
My
mom’s stories have little to do with reality either. Curiously, she doesn't represent herself as
anything special. She remembers an
idyllic suburban life that she never lived.
There are a few years, mostly in the 80's, that we all seem to have
different memories of. In much the same
way that my family history turns out to be inaccurate. You would have a good time drinking with
her. She likes to party.
My
mom is here from the 6th to the 13th. My
wife is gone from the 13th to the 22nd.
AC
is working today. Perhaps too much. There are always complaints. Each person is comfortable in a range of
about 4 degrees. However, the range in
which different people are comfortable is about 10 degrees. That leaves 60% of the people unhappy all the
time. Plus, when the weather changes,
the temp changes inside. All of the
adjustments we make for one day are bad on the next day. It is a constant battle in which people are
always in an extreme state. If they are
cold, they are freezing to death and wearing parkas, even if it is 72
degrees. If they are hot, they are
boiling and can't work, even if it is 72 degrees. So even when it works, it doesn't
work
for everybody. That said, it wasn't
working for anybody about two weeks. The
computer system that controlled it was not working right. I think it is fixed.
Her
day off with the children? That sounds
funny. Is she divorced? What will you do?
XOXOXOXO
SYB
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Tue, Aug 28, 2012 at 12:08 PM
From:
K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@
XXXXX.XXX
Hello
my love,
Do
you think it matters if we have a queen or king size bed? Do you care if there is a view? Neither matters much to me. I think it is more important that the window
open than anything else. Since we don't
plan on sleeping, the size of the bed doesn't really matter either. I will be happy anywhere I can be alone with
you.
I
hope you are having fun with Maggie. My
day turned out ok. Glad to be leaving
soon though. I am looking forward to
going to the gym.
Love
you and your hot little body,
SYB
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Tues, Aug 28, 2012 at 5:48 PM
From: Claudia Bonn@
XXXX.XXX
To:
K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
I
don't care about the size of the bed or the view. I do care about the windows
opening. We r on the same page. I’ll write more when I get home. These tiny
screens make me nuts.
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Tue, Aug 28, 2012 at 6:09 PM
From:
K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@
XXXXX.XXX
I
love being on the same page with you.
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Tues, Aug 28, 2012 at 7:33 PM
From: Claudia Bonn@
XXXX.XXX
To:
K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
Hello
my love:
Finally,
finally I'm home with a little peace and quiet for an hour before the troops
get back from soccer practice.
This
morning we had pure drama when Piggy decided to wedge himself inside the toilet
mechanism. Nadi had let him loose in their bathroom and he went behind the
toilet. I had let him loose in mine too, but he never went there, thank God.
So, now we know our toilets have this hole. She comes out crying and carrying
on. I had visions of the dead bird. So, I had to call 911. The fire department
doesn't handle that anymore. What happened to them saving cats out of trees?!
So, the cops were going to come, or not. I had to lug my tool box all the way
upstairs, because I figure if I could shut off the water, and unscrew the
bolts, I could move the toilet. I thought of you so much, because I don't think
I could've moved the toilet even pull it on the floor, I needed somebody strong
with muscles. Anyway, finally I told them to bang on the toilet, because if he
weren't stuck he would get out, he did get out, but in the whole process while
I was on all fours, I pulled this muscle in my lower back. Not as bad as
before, but stiff all damn day. So, I'm going to DC to visit our relatives.
There is a big enclave of Iranians there. I have my aunt, who is as insane as
my mother, her sister, and my cousin I told you about whom I love who is having
a baby in Oct. My aunt hates his wife because she's a peasant, but she isn't
one of those peasants with a chip on her shoulder, she knows she married up and
is really nice to my cousin and the whole family. I like her. I can't be her
best friend because she's a bit dumb and unsophisticated, but I do like her.
Then I have our niece who was visiting, remember who married a friend of
Bill's, Wilson, who was flabbergasted that none of us could name a whole bunch
of states in the middle of America. So, his wife goes, nobody cares where
Nebraska is and nobody ever will, which I guess is true enough, but still, one
should know the states. But he was very happy about this really pure Arkansas
water I buy and drank several glasses of it. Then there are a bunch of second
cousins I won't mind seeing. So, there you have it. What's in DC.
As
for Maggie, she works 4 days a week, with Tuesday off. She's been divorced
since her daughter was like 1. Some years back she met this Austrian guy who is
a master carpenter and has a small plane he flies and does hand gliding. I
really liked him, but instead of just having him as a boyfriend, she moved him
in with her and bought a house, and the whole thing was very hard because
what's his role with the kids? When the kids are with the real parents, it's a
mess, let alone when the kids don't belong to one or another parent. And he
smokes which she can't stand being an MD, but she dismissed it when they first
met when she had on rose colored glasses. She also objects to him being too
blue color, although he's pretty sophisticated. Anyway, they broke up some
months ago. So, if you know a nice man, let me know.
Today,
Maggie and I were supposed to take the kids to his farm upstate called
Hawthorne Valley Farm to see if we want to join the organic coop they have, but
we realized that it's a 2.5 hour drive each way, so I suggested, and this is
where I have to make a confession and an apology! I suggested we take the kids
to the Met to see the installation I told you about. I'm sorry : ) after I
harangued you about it forever. It was interesting, small but interesting, the
kids thought it was all right, but they think it should be an amusement park ride
instead of an art installation, so of course it didn't live up to expectation.
But I liked it fine. You should go, I think you'll like it. It's different.
I'll tell you about it on Thursday if you're interested. We wandered through
some contemporary galleries which was fine. They have a couple of Balthuses.
And
all this is because I said to myself, self I said, you know that all you want
from Kevin is sex, that he's just a sex object to you and nothing more, so take
the kids to the exhibit, and have sex with Kevin.
So,
now I'll take my exhausted self into a long hot bath. I wish you were here : XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
HFG
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Missing email from Kevin. My reply sufficiently illustrates its contents.
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Tues, Aug 28, 2012 at 11:31 PM
From: Claudia Bonn@
XXXX.XXX
To:
K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
Unfortunately,
this is where the small government business model proves superior to large
government. Government should make laws and make sure greed, etc. doesn't
compel citizens to harm each other, not run services like the post office, etc.
For example, the next time instead of relying on government services which
supposedly for our taxes go to, but are actually all go into the pockets of
arms dealer who start wars all over the world, I'll simply trigger the fire
alarm. It goes directly to ADT, a private company, who makes sure the firemen
are here in like 5 minutes. I can't tell you how many times I've sent a bevy of
them away after a pointless fire alarm.
I
can't believe you saying so insensitive about poor Piggy, although this isn't
the first time I heard the suggestion to buy another one. All animals look
different. All guinea pigs look as unique as all humans. We just can't tell
them apart for the same reason I can't tell Asians apart, because I haven't
seen or dealt with enough of them long enough! Piggy dying would've been
tragic.
I
can't argue with being a confused woman. But even so, my Kevin, you aren't
really a sex object to me, you are so much more...you will never really know. I
miss you.
XOXOXO
Me.
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Tue, Aug 28, 2012 at 11:43 PM
From: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@
XXXXX.XXX
I
want to be a sex object!
Poor
Piggy. Of course it would have been
tragic, and traumatic. I wasn't
suggesting that as a solution. Only a
way to recover your children's mental health if things go wrong. Removing a toilet is dangerous. So many bad things could have happened to the
poor guy. Did you think to call a
plumber? The fire department needs to
practice deploying ladders, that is why they rescue cats. Plumbing, not so much. They tend to destroy things to save
them. God bless them, but if they come
to rescue you, things are bad or they are going to make them bad. Between their axes and their hoses, yikes,
look out. Plumbers on the other hand are
very careful and probably know all about removing small furry things from that
exact spot.
Sweet
dreams my love. Thursday is coming.
SYB.
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