Curvy Jones on: A Case of The Mondays
At the moment, my weekend rundown is rather anti-climactic. And that’s a good thing.
I spent most of Friday with my stomach in knots, not really sure what was going on, what was expected of me and how much of it I could get out of. My dad called me late morning and basically just said that he wanted to see me before he left town and wanted to see if I was coming to Uncle T’s 80th birthday. Much of the family from Colorado and Illinois and Indiana were coming to town. I said I would go.
I wrote on Saturday about my sucktastic Friday. Thankfully, that day went much better, because two crappy days in a row makes for a cranky Curvy. I took my time getting ready and instead of meeting the family at 4:00 at the restaurant where the dinner/ party was, I drove to Aunt and Uncle’s where my dad was staying. He wasn’t there, as he had run to the store quickly, so I had a chance to talk with my Aunt, 78, and my Uncle, 80.
Their house is always 104 degrees. This makes me laugh, for no apparent reason.
Another thing is that my Aunt is so very frank and direct. She’s a funny little lady. “Well [insert my name]. I haven’t seen you for awhile? You married yet?” [Read more →]
March 1, 2010 7 Comments
