The Helicopter

Sigrid's wedding is Saturday but am determined not to let this ruin my vacation. Early this morning, take Kayak out and paddle around under the overcast skies. Contemplate Life. As paddling, the skies clear. Life problems seem very small and manageable. Contemplative mood broken by the noise of helicopter passing very low overhead. Watch helicopter land on dock next door. Put away Kayak and march up to the house. Grandmother in the kitchen. Says she is going to buy a Gun. She is going to buy a Gun and shoot that (expletive) Helicopter. If the (expletive) Helicopter Ruins Sigrid's wedding, she is going to have Fred's (the next door neighbor's) hide. Grandmother says, He turned forty and decided he needed a porsche, a helicopter and a girlfriend. He is a Pig. Grandmother fixes me with a stare, very like Sigrid's (As the Contessa says, She didn't lick it off the grass,) she says, Enough about Fred. I will Deal with him later (this sounds very sinister, as she intended) what about You? Reply, What about Me? She says, there is something Different about you, what is it? Tell her about Dave. She nods. Says, Well, he has to come to the wedding. Am thrilled at the prospect, but world has tipped--had gotten myself excited about Pining Away for a week.