Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Family shorts

During her weekly visit, my eight-year-old cousin, Paige, stole my mom's wedding ring. She put it in her pocket and took it home. No joke. Paige has previously stolen a polished rock from my bedroom (why I had a polished rock in my bedroom is beyond me) and a change purse from Marshall Field's (which she put into an aunt's shopping bag). Clearly, this is a problem. And it broke my mom's heart.


His graduation party was weeks and weeks ago, but we just got a thank you card from my cousin Paul. It read as follows: "Thank you for the Eminem tickets. Thank you for making desserts. And thank you for telling me my fly was down. Love, Paul."

I stopped by Grandma and Grandpa's house on Monday after work. It made Grandma awfully happy. She's been having a rough time lately, I think, so I dropped in to indulge in family gossip, book talk and the contents of her cookie jar. Grandma just kept telling me what a good girl I was. We made dinner together. We discussed the absolute necessity for a little sweet to balance out a good meal. We looked at catalogs and chatted about upcoming birthdays. Technically, I suppose, we didn't do much of anything. It was good. I live less than five miles from Grandma and Grandpa; for the distance, I don't see them enough. I'm going to be better about it. I like being called a good girl.


My cousin, Danielle, was on Leno on Monday night. Surreal. Puts the dinky little article I was just interviewed for to shame, I'll tell you that.


Plantation said...

What's this about Leno???

ropedncr said...

ditto. details.

A said...

She's an actress. The musical she's in did a scene on Leno.

Stace said...

Man, I was wondering about the article. . .what was that for?

A said...

Nothing exciting, Stace, just about the new facility my company is opening.

Not quite Leno. ;)

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