I Might Be Going Away For A While

I was on a bus today and my mom called me. I usually don't talk on the phone while I'm on the bus, but I forget to take something to read or listen to, so I talked to her for a bit.

She told me that my dad is going to have to go to China for at least a month sometime soon. He just got back from China yesterday, but someone important over there quit and I guess that means he has to go back for a while. For the past few years my dad has traveled to China every few months for work, or as we tell people, to visit his other family which may or may not be a lie. My mom said my dad might have to start going to China more frequently and staying for a few weeks at a time from now on, which sucks (for him).

She then said my dad told his boss if he's going to have to go to China so often and for so long, they're going to have to send his family (i.e. us) over once in a while to visit. She wasn't sure what his boss said.

Here seems like a good time to mention that the person in my family who loves my dad the most is our dog. Now, I think we all love him, of course, but it's been years since I've peed on the floor at the sheer sight of my father. It's probably been a few days, or couple of weeks for the dog. The dog is named Castro, because he's a Cuban breed of dog.

So while I was talking to my mom, I said, "Can we bring Castro with us if we go to China." I thought nothing of it, but apparently I said it loud enough to concern about four people sitting near me, who all looked back at me in horror. That's right, Castro, China, Lincoln's all working together to bring down this sorry country! They just kind of gave me odd looks, but didn't say anything. I didn't do anything, and hopefully they didn't either. But if they did, I guess this is goodbye.