The Wrong Way Road Trip - Part 9 - Success Creates a Crisis
Weeks quickly passed as the blog audience continued to grow. As did Jeremy, who added ounces almost daily and developed a loud voice when he wanted something. Kate and the baby were back in bed with me, and the interruptions to sleep were fewer.
"When does the book say he will sleep through?"
"Don't get your hopes up. Could be six months." We were lying in the dark at 4 am, with Jeremy feeding noisily.
"The more he feeds, the faster he grows." Her finger poked my side. "Ready to dump me yet?"
Motherhood was good for Kate. I was defensive about the impact of Jeremy's care on our extended family of hard workers, but my apologies were rejected by the nannies. Even Natalie was caring and protective of her new little friend. "Baby good," she cried out.
Chooli was in her element. The Scout title had energized her to leadership of our planned forays to the red rock country north of the Colorado River, ending up in snowy Telluride at Christmas.
Jeremy was alertly absorbing his surroundings and I suggested to Kate that she consult the pediatrician about travel.
Later the same day, we had an answer. "He is ok to travel. But not more than two or three hours a day. Too much bouncing in the car is bad for his insides."
"What about my insides from all the bouncing you and your friends do?"
"Be careful. I'm almost ready to bounce on that terrible stick again!"
A laughing face was at the door. "No sex until Chooli permits!"
Scout sat on the bed and I asked, "What about an easy trip to Monument Valley? We can overnight in Kayenta and do blog filming. Get a lot of cliche footage at sunup and sundown. Jeremy can act himself. Henry can be introduced in blog as new Deputy with Tribal Police."
The only trouble with my idea was that when the others heard about it, I was informed that a major outing, for all staff, was required. Things got worse when Chooli knocked me to the floor and took a place on my chest, announcing that there was a nice tourist spot north of Kayenta, east of Navajo Mountain, that had cottages and a grocery. Also, it was famous for taking care of Hollywood film crews and would be kind to our blog requirements.
Kate was looking over Sharon's shoulder at the website for the Lodge. "Jeremy will be happy. There is a laundry and lots of paths for walking with him."
ML pulled me out of Chooli's grasp, saying, "Bruce and I will mind the store. There is plenty of work for our little company right now."
On a chilly October morning, just a month after Jeremy's birth, we set out in two vans, headed north. The Nannies wanted to be near Kate and the baby, so I was sent to the other van to keep Sharon, Ellie and Natalie company. The cute little girl was excited to be on her first real trip, standing on my legs and waving her arms. "Trip, trip!" she had picked up from the adults. I kept an arm around her for safety, and wondered about the text I had received from Jody first thing in the morning. "Got strange phone call, we need to talk." She was in LA, dealing with our lawyer, who had turned out to be necessary to protect intellectual property rights, and planned to catch up with the group in a day or two.
I convinced Natalie that it was ok to sit in her special seat with its belt, showing that I had a belt too. I texted Jody, "Talk when we meet, or sooner?"
Nearly an hour later, Sharon was driving and I was dozing next to Natalie in the back. My phone chimed with a text from Jody, "Just finished with lawyer, call me."
I punched in her number and got an instant connection, asking "How is life in tinseltown?"
"I am heading for LAX this minute and will be with you by tonight. Hold on to your hat, but somebody big wants to buy us!"
Feeling shocked and a little numb, I asked, "You said no?"
"I bluffed. Said our business plans were at an early stage, but if it was a serious offer, we would consider it."
"Meaning we should see what kind of action is out there?"
"Yes. Buyout proposals are a dime a dozen in Hollywood. If someone wants to put money on the table, let's see the color of it and the conditions."
"You earn your pay every day, hot stuff."
"There better be a warm bed for me. Don't advertise this, ok?"
"My lips are sealed. Will Jeremy be pleased when he hears?"
"Damn, you are bad." Click.
I told the front seat, "Jody says she will be with us tonight. Wants a warm bed."
Ellie turned and smiled at me. "Buster, you are a father now. Watch that catting around."
I weakly fisted her and mumbled, "You're right."
Sharon looked over her shoulder at me, "Brian, the new mother has told us we may attack from time to time, so don't feel bad." Her smile was brilliant. I sat there holding Natalie's hand and fuming at the idea. Talk about female tyranny! A little voice said some sex with my hot women was better than no sex.
Chapter 28 - Monument Valley Foray
The reserved cottages were at one end of the Lodge property. The views toward the monument towers to the east were superb. The blog scriptwriters would have to get busy with something more than just images that millions have seen. I told everyone we would use the Lodge dining room tonight and worry about preparing our own food tomorrow.
A weary Jody knocked on our door at ten pm. Kate let her in and said I was to assist her with a quick shower. "Mind you, no bad behavior."
I covered her head and soaped everything else. She clung to me and said we needed to talk. I rinsed and dried and folded her in next to Kate. Jeremy slept through it all in his travel crib. Until 2 am, that is.
Sucking noises had Jody and me both awake. She said, "That is such a nice noise. Probably not so much for the mommy with the wrecked sleep?"
Kate said softly in the dark, "My body takes lots of naps and it works out. He is up to every four or five hours from two to three hours, so there is progress."
I pulled Jody to my chest, so Kate and I each had a body on top. My fingers worked up and down Jody's spine and she made low happy noises. I asked, "Is this an ok bed?"
She hummed and fell asleep right where she was. Kate reached a hand and whispered, "Good Daddy."
I kissed the hand and whispered back, "Too much mush."
The sun was well up when we stumbled outside to find a portable stove with frying pans and eggs going. The big coffeemaker filled preheated mugs and life was fine. Jeremy thought so too, gurgling in his sack on Kate's front.
Jody kissed my cheek and poked me in the back. "Where do we talk?"
With a plate of eggs in hand, I circulated. Nothing but smiles. Very low desire to confront blog work. I declared a free day and encouraged trips in all directions. I wasn't surprised that Henry and Chooli wanted to follow the dirt road west to the foot of Navajo Mountain, and made sure they took a camera to capture the great views of Lake Powell and surrounding wild country.
By ten, the group had dwindled to Jody, Kate, and me. Sleepy Jeremy was in his crib in the shade.
Jody began, "I'll give you the whole story. Our lawyer took me out for coffee and we sat with a friend of his who is an agent for several stars and companies. For an agent, I thought she was pretty laid back. In the middle of the conversation, she said that our blog was getting local attention and one of her clients asked if she knew any of our principals. She said she didn't but would inquire of her boyfriend, the lawyer.