This week I’ve been watching Dollhouse, a TV show about a futuristic organization that uses technology to imprint various personalities in human volunteers, use them to perform various tasks, and then wipe their brains clean until they are ready to be sent out again. The “treatment” takes the person back to a doll-like state with no memory of the fact that they spent the previous week as an undercover agent, an art expert, or an assassin. Ethical problems aside, I’d be pretty happy with a brain wipe right about now. Our summer plans have been confirmed (as much as they can be in our type of life) and I’m ready to dump the last 2 months of uncertainty and frustration and start with a clean mind.
It looks like we will be traveling home this summer for one month and that Josh will be staying in Bahrain for the near future. (Think we have enough passports?) Happy Day! It has been over two years since we’ve been back for a visit and all I want to do is sit in my parents’ backyard and do nothing. And maybe go for a walk on the beach. And go to Chipotle. And it wouldn’t be a trip home without going to Trader Joe’s. And there’s my favorite Monterey places to see again. And my sister is having a baby in June. And I have nieces and nephews to visit . . . I’m not sure how much relaxing I’ll actually have time to do.
So what have we been doing these past 2 months of silence? Just making music like a perfect Partridge Family would.
Now I could have let you all linger under the illusion that we are a perfect music-making family, but if you watch closely, around the 30 second mark Camille almost chokes on her gum (what kind of mother lets her 2 year old chew gum?!) and Calvin takes 2 swipes at Caleb for being annoying. And I’m pretty sure that 5 minutes after I shut off the camera I was yelling, “I thought you all finished cleaning the kitchen!! You call THIS clean?!!”
Keeping it real.