Our houseguests’ visit was short but sweet. They’re a very nice new-agey lesbian couple. I’ve known one for 22 years or so she went to college with my sister in the early eighties and I stayed at her apartment in Birmingham for a month when I was doing that international vagabond thing in 92. We’d met her girlfriend at my sister’s wedding in April and she was very nice. Like I said, they’re quite new-agey, not something I’m unfamiliar with, and had been on some kind of road trip vision quest thing all summer. I think our suburban household might have been a little weird for them even with our strange hours and grasp of alternative lifestyles. They seemed to enjoy my shampoo and tea selections though. I’ll admit I have good and admittedly expensive taste where those are concerned. Strangest thing though. Cody had bought some fat free hot cocoa for me because its been getting cold and he knows I like to make a fire, sit on the sofa with the puppy, drink cocoa, and watch tv. It seemed to offend Bluejay somehow though. She kept commenting about our swiss miss. I’m still not entirely sure what that was about.

Is it the neutrality of the Swiss? The patriarchial term “miss”? The evil corporate implications? Cocoa beans? The dehydration process? We just don’t know.