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Arranged Marriages

They're making a comeback! Perhaps it's just here, but still.

Every time I mention it to my Stephanie, she rolls her eyes and laughs at me. Which is not unlike her reaction to most things I say to her. This makes it difficult to know if she's not interested in the idea, or if she (as usual), believes that I'm off my rocker.

Mmmm. Rocker. I'll need a nice new rocker to sit in to rock Stephanie's and Adam's first baby.

You have to admit that this whole arranged marriage thing takes away some of the difficulties that a great many newly married couples experience. The groom's mother and I are exceptionally good friends. The groom's mother adores Stephanie, so that nixes any mother-in-law to daughter-in-law conflicts right in the bud. What more could they ask for?

Oh sure, they'll have to meet for the first time. I'm sure everything will work out just fine.

As it's Memorial Day here in the colonies, we're planning on heading over to the beach cabin for some sand and fun. Annabella wanted to see the beach while she was here, so that's what we're going to do. After we're done there we'll take the ferry from Kingston to Edmonds and go back home via Seattle. Then tonight we'll say goodbye to Annabella until July when we'll meet up again.

Annabella's nephew is getting married in Caracas in December and she wants me to go down there with her for the nuptials. I'd love nothing more than to return to Venezuela, but with Hugo Chavez in power, Americans aren't exactly what you'd call safe in that country. Annabella says I could dye my blond hair black, wear dark contacts and get a fake'n' bake tan before I do. That way I'd fit in. Maybe.

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  1. Get your caracas down there you big chicken!
    I'm positive that senior Chavez would love your sense of humor.

    Arranged marriages do have a lower divorce rate but my guess is that the countries that actually facilitate this practice have very lenient laws regarding spousal relocations, especially to the next world...

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  2. At least gas is cheap down there . . . for now.

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  3. You're right. Gas is very cheap down there.

    And so is human life. I'm still pondering the merits of going....not going...

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  4. The lost Graham Greene novel - "Our Woman in Caracas"

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