I only told Tammy I'd look for my video of The Shining, not that I had much hope of finding it. I knew it was in one of the boxes in my garage, but there are a lot of boxes out there. I gave myself half an hour to look for the tape, but I didn't take my watch with me. I had to go through about fifteen boxes of video tapes, some of them stacked three deep inside, and I kept thinking The Shining would be in the next one.
Eventually, of course, it was, and when I brought it inside it had taken me just forty-five minutes to find it. Not a half and hour, but not bad, and now I had something to take with me when I showed up at Tammy and David's house tonight for the trip to Novato for a family dinner. I was covered head to toe with cobwebs by the time I found it, but it was worth it.
The six of us rode down in David's big red truck, and the cousins drove up from the East Bay, and we were a lively, noisy bunch but we had a good time introducing Tammy to that very important part of the family. As always, she made an impression and fit right in.
I can't tell you how happy I was to be in the middle of all this. (Actually, I was on the edge, in the corner, but somehow it still felt like the middle.) And I got to color with tiny, beautiful Skylar, which was a real treat. I haven't been asked to color with anyone for a long time. Plus, I had calamari and tiramisu. It was like a vacation, especially after the week I've had.