My Husband The Spy

The people Mike works with when he travels to China are here. No, not in my house right now, that would just be rude to type about them while they were sitting in front of me. They called Mike two nights ago and invited him to go to dinner with them, so off he headed (leaving the boys and myself on our own) to meet the Chinese delegation at the Mexican restaurant (Gotta love that!). When he got there he found that the head of the American company that was sending Mike to work in China (but who has not called Mike to do anything more with that project in a little over a year) was also there - can you say AWKWARD? So, they shared a nice meal and Mike came home much earlier than I planned to see him - their interpreter had left a message on the answering machine that they wanted Mike to go out with them to share drinks of Chinese alcohol with them - some of you must remember how awful that stuff tasted, and know that it is VERY potent stuff, from when we brought some of it to my sister's birthday party last summer. On the good side, Mike's former boss ended up buying his meal along with everyone else's that night. Petty to take pleasure in that, I know, but he kept our life up in the air for a couple of years by always saying the next China trip was coming soon - then hurry up and wait. They would send him for however many weeks (every trip was different) but he almost always stayed double what we were told, and when he was working in Bejing the summer they hosted the Olympics, he had to come home 2 weeks before it started - how cool would it have been to see the Olympics in person! Last night he got another call from his Chinese friends that this time they want to meet with him, without the American company there, in the next day or two. In the past they have mentioned to Mike they might like to hire him directly and by-pass the American company. He says he feels like a secret agent meeting with the Chinese without the American's knowing!