Today was a good day for both May and me. I bought an inflatable kayak as a 70th birthday present to myself; it arrived from Abbotsford by bus last Thursday. Jay helped me inflate it in the back yard on Sunday. Finally, today I "screwed my courage to the sticking point" and took it out on the water alone on Swan Lake. It worked really well; I had a wonderful long paddle, saw birds and jumping fish, deflated it in a flash and returned home exuberant. As I stepped onto the back porch, I remembered that May had gone to try her driving test again. Had she passed? I opened the door and called out "Hi," as usual. After a moment there was a weak response. May came into view, looking less than jubilant. My heart sank. For once, I couldn't think of a word to say. Then she shrieked, "I passed!" I grabbed her hands, and we did our celebratory dance. Wow! Jay brought home a bottle of wine and some soda, and we celebrated our successes at dinner with a spritzer. May had not only passed her written driver's test but also got revenge on me for my April Fool joke on them. Two with one blow is not bad.
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