So we’re flying out of NYC on Friday to go to Seattle to fly to Hawaii for the big 50th Wedding Anniversary Milti-family/Multi-generational vacation. And a lovely concierge woman from Hilton Waikaloa just called me on the phone to confirm my plans. AND I am afraid I sounded insane and incoherent because this is the fourth day I have spent cooped-up I mean relaxing with my lovely family.
The Husband is pointing out all the indications of phrasings of the English/American language in which I may not have been clear and precise in stating my preference for the ocean view over the standard apartment building hotel room. I hope I was clear. I hope I speak English (it’s not a given because I’m a clown and we speak… well, we speak clown) and I am not to be trusted when one wants to be clear and rational.
Just sayin’…
It’s too hot in Brooklyn today. We are all insane freaks…