Tuesday, November 18, 2008

justwrite 17 november

Jamie doesn’t know why she’s not bowling. She does know, but she thinks maybe Aaron should have insisted more so they wouldn’t have gotten into that stupid little back and forth. Whatever.

Instead, Jamie is leaving the grocery store with all the supplies required for making cupcakes. She feels like she makes cupcakes and cookies so often she could pick up the materials for either with her eyes closed. This is the fate she chose when she decided to teach elementary school. It’s not the worst fate ever.

Tonight it’s yellow cake mix with chocolate frosting and a tube of white piping icing to spell “WE WILL MISS YOU BOBBY H GOOD LUCK IN COLORADO” on top of three dozen cupcakes to be perfectly arranged in an often reused sheet cake box—the kind with the cellophane window, so that the message is clear.

Once home, Aden’s message is pretty clear, too: JAMIE I AM SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU YOU ARE THE BEST! This is his regular condition. Even though she almost always comes straight home after school to walk him or at least to let him out for some business, he still has the potential to be delighted when she’s gone out again and come back again. This is one of his most endearing characteristics. Dogs don’t have the same attitude problems that people have.

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