Tarra : Jane, are you awake? I'm not very sure what time of day it is where you are, but I will take the risk of you biting my head off, if it's too early, or late. This is quite important, so if you aren't up, I would greatly appreciate it if you could quit your sleep. Just momentarily.
Jane ...you're quite lucky you've caught me in a moment of study. Otherwise, at such an hour, I'd be out cold...not that I'm a heavy sleeper, but anyways...are you alright?
Tarra : Good heavens, it is way past your bed time. But I will not question it... I'm in need of your help, Jane. As you might remember, Erin's first birthday is this Wednesday. I have tried my best to not make a big deal of this, but my husband refuses and insists that we throw him a party. A PARTY. I would be fine with this, except that most of our guests will be from HIS part of the family. I understand, Erin is his son and he's a part of his family.. I am a part of his family. Don't get me wrong, I love his family, but they also drive me insane, and I rather not be having a panic attack in the restroom this week. We've already been arguing and it's not the best idea that he be the only person I feel the most comfortable with. So help me god, Jane, I will rip someone to shreds if this man is the reason of my first and last heart attack. He's not the same person around his family. Also, let's not mention that MY family will also be there. I have not seen my father since Erin's birth and I am not ready for ANYTHING. HELP. SOS.
Jane I'm not entirely sure how I can be of help all the way over here...but if this makes you feel any better...congratulations! I must say, seeing Erin grow just from pictures really has been making me proud of the two of you! I don't know if you can see just how great you two are doing from an outsider's view, but you should honestly give yourself a big pat on the back. You've got this, Tarra!
Tarra : Have you gone blind? Jane, nothing about this is great. My son cannot walk, he has begun the crawling stage and screaming bloody murder. I am loosing my patience and my hearing. Of course, Archie is great, AT NOT GETTING UP TO PICK HIS SON UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. Oh, Jane, I'm sorry, let me just paint you the picture, the big picture. A plane ticket, you, alcohol (lots of it), some peace and serenity in this party. And of course, let's not forget that everyone is completely in love with you, they will surely devour you before they look my way. Please. I do not have this. I just need someone to be here and remind me why I continue to do this, to remind me why I love my son and have not flushed him down the toilet. Why I have not murdered my husband in the middle of the night and ran for the woods. Oh, please, Jane Darling.
Jane I'll plan the party. You relax. I'll check flights and see how quickly I can arrive, but no promises that it'll be any sooner than Monday or even possibly Tuesday, not that Jane Darling can't put together a party even within a day. How many guests will we be having?
Tarra : THANK YOU. THANK YOU. I PROMISE I WILL BEHAVE AND LISTEN TO EVERYTHING YOU SAY. Okay, let's see... Well, there's his family, mine, friends, co-workers, the neighborhood, family friends... I'm expecting at least 100 to 150. Most of them have children, which means I have to make goody bags and DO I NEED A PINATA, I hate those things. They are dangerous and I do not understand why they are still a thing. Archie will probably want a pinata. Oh, lord, my son will end up with a concussion all because my husband refuses to grow up. Why did I marry him? Oh, right, his personality. Because every other man I met had nothing like it... He's a good father, less than average husband. He won't get my son killed. I'm so glad you will be here, thank you again Jane.
Jane Alright and what about funding? How's my budget for this party look? Pinata could be fun, but if it stresses you out, I'm sure we can find great substitutions. For instance, capture the flag, limbo, relay racing, musical chairs, face painting, ect. I even have this imagine of racing done with those little bouncy riding things children play on. Do you know what I'm talking about? I'll send you an image in a moment. Also, just because I love you, have you thought about private marriage counselling?
Tarra : It's my son's first birthday, we can afford to go a little overboard. This is not the 1900's, Jane. For sure there has to be a moonwalk, face paint, a clown? No, maybe a magician. Jane, my son is turning one, he will cry if I don't let him get on these bouncy things. Maybe when he's older, like 10 or 12. No! Jane, we are fine. everything is perfect. I am just loosing my "cool", it's this party. I promise. Me and Arichie are great.
Jane Right, of course. I'll make a few calls and see who is willing to come out before we set any of these activities in stone.
Jane Well, I'd sure hope you two are alright. Your son is, after all, only turning one.
Tarra : Thank you again, Jane. I'm sure this will all be great thanks to you. You should go to sleep now, don't worry too much about me and my love life, I have it all under control.
It is overstepping. And I aint got anything to say to you that you dont already know, so I’m gonna go, cuz you defending ‘em more is just gonna make me feel like shit.
So yeah. Keep yourself outta trouble. And if you could gimme a heads up when you come over to see ‘em, that’d be cool, cuz then I can get out and we dont gotta run into each other.
You shouldn’t have to just get on, Oliver. Your life, your future...it shouldn’t just be a game and it’s driving me mad that I could be apart of something that makes you so miserable when that is the very last thing I ever wanted.
And I’m sorry I can’t hate them. I wish I could...I just wish I could close my eyes and see just what you do and feel it all and hate them so much that it wasn’t even a question to what was right or wrong here. But I can’t remember what’s right or wrong anymore, after all of this, so I’m sorry if this is just completely over stepping boundaries.
I’m hopeful. I know that me coming back here could possibly throw her back into some sadness, but with a bit of faith in her close friends, there’s a thick chance she won’t be as lonely as when we had left before. It’s just difficult for her...she’s very sensitive. I’d suggest you called her since she did like you so much even after that one Christmas...but I wouldn’t want to ask too much of you. Not to mention, it might be a bit awkward and...anyways, I shouldn’t talk so much, it makes me feel as if I’m going in circles and I don’t want to spread any of my dizziness to you.
I’m not just a chunk of good looks, Jane. Never forget that. I know you have, and we’ve missed you so much too. We’ve made a couple of new friends, but your face is my favorite out of all of them. Yes, very well.
We have food, I would never let these guys go hungry. Mainly because I’m very sure they’d want to cook Cubby for dinner.
New friends? I want to hear about them. Also Peter, I don’t mean to kill your vibe as you’ve said it before, but why on earth are you buttering me up so much so?
Peter Thomas Pan, I’ll be over in ten. And don’t you even think about eating Dallin. He’ll taste like nothing but alcohol and bad grammar.
Well, I wouldn’t call it “praising”, you’re just being over dramatic and like to make me seem needy and… I know what you’re doing, Jane, funny. Hilarious. But really, a little love wouldn’t hurt, we’ve had this conversation before, haven’t we, darling?
Oh, you’ve caught me red handed. And I’m not quite sure what you’re talking about, but alright, Peter. I’ve missed you. Have you been fairing well?
Has the process begun? Because although I object to your invitation to join you, I might just bring over some pizza so you don’t all die from starvation.
I know he probably wants nothing to do with me at the moment...but I just hate the idea of...it makes him so crazy--living with those boys...I’d do anything to help that. But I guess it is a bit far fetched, isn’t it?
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