Our life is a comic strip…
Today was what I call a typical Nouday in the comic called, ‘Our Life’…
It all started promptly at 7am when Coco politely let us know that it was time for her to go outside for the first of her 20 plus daily visits to “go potty”. Since Noushas mom’s flight was scheduled for today, we needed to get the house in order…not too much cleaning is needed since we tend to keep a clean house but it did need a little refreshing. With the dog barking at us to prepare her breakfast, Nousha was busy cooking one of her world famous Persian dishes while I made sure Noushi’s room was in order. Coco was then ‘reminded’ (again) to ‘go outside’ so as to prevent our newly cleaned carpets from becoming used as her personal dumping ground. We scrambled to get out of the house by 11am so we could walk her for 3 miles around the Lafayette Reservoir. This, by the way, is generally no easy task! Although she is a fantastic walker and minds what we tell her, she is so cute that we cant go more than 100 feet before being repeatedly stopped and asked if “we can pet your dog?”. We can typically hear it coming a mile away and it usually starts off with, “awww, what a cute boxer!”. By the way, she is a PUGGLE (1/2 Pug, 1/2 Beagle!)…yes, she is a puppy…and she is 4 months old! As soon as we get our shirts printed with the answers to these common questions, it may be a long time before we can walk her without interruption!
At the Reservoir we discover that its a Persian Holiday. Well, Nousha knew this and of course I forgot that she had told me about this last week. Forgetting is not one of better qualities but I think its understood that I’m allowed to do this from time to time :)
Since Noushi’s plane was scheduled to arrive at 1pm, we drove to pick up flowers (typical Persian event upon airplane landing :) as we sped to the airport. Yes, we were late but, as I said above, I attribute that to all the distractions we get while trying to walk our dog. Never the less, we arrived at the airport 30 minutes after the plane arrived. Noushi wasn’t there so we waited, and waited, and waited… After 3 hours I began to think there was something wrong, although Nousha assured me that its typical for Persians to get a LOT of questions at Immigration. Since it took her cousin about 2 hours to get through the line last month I didn’t question this. I did, however, ask Nousha if her phone was on and got a quick assurance that it was! At this point there was nobody else waiting at the gate so as I went up to the ticket booths to get some answers, Nousha realized that her phone was “stuck”. After a quick reboot she received a message from her mom that was sent BEFORE we drove to the airport that which infomed us she was still in Amsterdam and will be in on Monday NOT Sunday! Needless to say, I did my best to not think about the fact that we just sat at the San Francisco airport for the better part of a beautiful day! (Luckly Coco slept the whole time and didn’t get harrased as usual!)
So, tomorrow we do it all over again…
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