There was only one parking space available when we got there. N did a good job of getting in with enough room on both sides for us to get out. The girl who owned the SUV in the next spot yelled down from the balcony that she wished she wouldn’t park so close because she wouldn’t be able to get in her vehicle. N yelled back that if she could get out of her car, anyone could get into the SUV. The girl and her boyfriend glared at us as the hostess led us to our table, and when they left the guy flipped the bird to N. N just laughed at them. Maybe I should mention that N is the same age as my mother.
She has no qualms about being confrontational with obnoxious strangers, but she can’t seem to ask MAD to leave. Apparently, MAD was supposed stay for a few weeks while she looked for a place, but she’s dug in. She was nice enough to me, but I can see that that she’s driving N nuts and I can see why. N runs the greenest, most chemically and ecologically sensitive household that can be managed without it turning into a huge pain in the ass. But if you leave a crumb of bread on the cutting board or use a drop of lighter fluid to start a fire, MAD passive-aggressively acts like you’re going to kill her. She’s just way to delicate to live in the world, even in N’s house.
Anyway, a few more pictures from Maine:
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