Friday, June 7, 2013
In which - they're here! And I find out something very interesting about John Ashton...
With the rain, we couldn't do all that much today. I think tomorrow is supposed to be a lot nicer.
I spent some time snooping the bookcase....
"Hey Maddy? Did you know John Ashton lives in Woodstock?!"
"Yeah. I knew that."
"Caroline, not so close..."
"But it is near here, right?!"
"It's about an hour and a half or so across the river..."
"Not so loud. You're going to wake everyone up."
"Aw, c'mon. Road trip?"
"We are not going to go to Woodstock to stalk John Ashton. C'mon, I'm not into that."
"But could we go anyway? Please?"
"You said you know how to get there. You were just there awhile ago, weren't you?" John-John said.
"Well, yeah, but not on purpose, exactly." Maddy looked sheepish.
"What happened?" I said.
"I was supposed to be driving to Delhi for a meeting last spring and well - I kind of got screwed up," she said. "There's this stupid traffic roundabout outside of Kingston and well - I thought I was all the way across the thing and I wasn't. Instead of the road I wanted to end up on, I ended up on I-87. So I thought, "okay, I'll turn around at the next exit." Problem was, I'd forgotten the next exit was Saugerties. So by then, the quickest way back to the road I should have been on was to cut back around through Woodstock."
"Is that why you bought a GPS? Shel said.
"No, I had the GPS. I just thought I could get to Delhi without it," she admitted. "I finally pulled over somewhere outside Woodstock and did what I should have done before I left the house - plugged the stupid thing in and entered the address I was supposed to be heading to. I should have stayed lost in Woodstock. That turned out to be better than the meeting." She rolled her eyes. "Another bunch of "teambuilding" games, a lecture on the new employee ranking and compensation plan that was word-for-word what they'd gone over at the two other all-staff meetings, a presentation on the documents that I spent all day every day working on, sandwiches and a trip to a farm to stand around in the mud and look at a water tank."
I had to admit, it wasn't my idea of a good time. "So? Road trip?"
"We'll think about it," she said.
That better not mean "no...."