Tuesday, June 29, 2010

No Home Baked Goods for Me

I have to set the back story of this first. This past week was my birthday week. To finish off the week, the day before my party at my house, I broke my foot and am now in crutches. Before the incident, Ebeth kept telling me she hoped that at my party we would run into Grapefruit. Our plan was to sit on my back patio and drink beer and wait her out, then when we heard her, we were going to pounce. The broken leg put a damper on that idea.
So this past Sunday morning, the day after my little party (where I got to sit on the couch with my leg propped up all night), my dog needed to go out. Due to my temporary handicap, I have to let him out the front door. Ebeth asked if I needed her to take him out, and I assured her I could do it and needed practice. I opened the front door and saw Grapefruit's dog. I think I said "Shit", because the next thing I knew Ebeth was right beside me asking me who's dog it was. I told her it was Grapefruit's, and she nearly knocked me off my crutches getting the leash out of my hands.
Ebeth ran Bruiser outside. I watched for a moment from the front door then got scared Grapefruit would see me so I hobbled to the couch. Ebeth described the magical meeting to me over breakfast.
Grapefruit began talking to Ebeth through the glass door. She said the only thing she could make out was something like "don't worry, I am watching him", talking about her dog roaming free. Grapefruit continued talking to Ebeth, and she said she just smiled, nodded, and laughed, but didn't understand. Grapefruit finally came out of the front door and asked Ebeth if she was my sister. Ebeth told her no, she was a friend and was helping me out because I broke my foot.
"Amanda didn't tell me she broke her foot!" said a very surprised Grapefruit.
She made this sound like we chat on the phone everyday. I see her every once in awhile. If I had seen her, she obviously would have noticed my crutches and wrapped foot.
Ebeth assured her it had just happened a couple of days before. Grapefruit began telling her how nice it was for her to help me out. Little did she know, Ebeth nearly knocked my ass to the ground in an attempt to see her.
Over breakfast, my sister and Ebeth also tried to convince me that Grapefruit was going to start coming to check on me, bake me cookies, etc. I told them this was absolutely not going to happen- Grapefruit is very stuck in her own world, and is too busy pretending she is a recording artist. Hell, she probably doesn't even remember she was told I broke my foot. It has been almost 3 days since Ebeth met Grapefruit, and just as I said, she has not tried to check on me or bring me Grapefruit salad or anything. Don't worry about me Grapefruit, I'll be just fine.

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