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Survivor time! Did you know that even before the show starts, I can fast forward my Tivo for 6 minutes and THEN the show actually begins? I think it’s the exact same on The Apprentice, which I also watch. This is another reason I kinda love Mark Burnett and would have his reality TV show babies if he asked nicely enough.
For the most part, my family is pretty awesome. We have our arguments and our irritations and our spats, but I don’t see myself trading them in for anyone else’s family anytime, like, ever. Besides, I don’t know who would want them. Today, you get two good family stories.
My brother. He’s 17 24. Sorry, I forget he’s that old. I found out two days ago that he was planning a trip to Mississippi. To see the ocean for the first time. And he was taking a girl. A girl that he would share absolutely zero details about to me on the phone. This is not like my brother, and I still don’t believe the story he finally gave me of meeting her while playing pool in a suburb of Kansas City. Nevertheless, he left her place at 9pm last night, and arrived in Mobile, AL this morning around 11am. Google maps says that should take 17 hours and 1 minute. My brother made it in 13, and stopped in a Subway parking lot to take an hour and a half nap, he says.
My dad calls my grandma, who is featured in my next story, to tell her that my brother made it to Alabama safely, and that he hoped he was down there making him a grandkid. DAD. STOP WITH THE GRANDKIDS. I gave you grand-tortoises and a grand-dog. That needs to suffice for now. (I’m kidding, Dad. Kind of!)
My grandma. She is the kindest, gentlest, sweetest woman I have ever met. If I listed every example as to why, I could easily fill fourteen novels. She’s that wonderful. Today, Riley and I got an Easter card from her – yes, it was addressed to Riley, too. In it was an article from Dr. Peter H. Gott she’d cut out of the Sedalia Democrat about heel spurs. Sometimes, she’ll cut out articles about any place in Minnesota and send them. And I even get recipes from time to time. It’s honestly the most precious thing ever.
My dog. Yes, my dog is my family, so shuddup. He walked 4 miles tonight. That’s impressive for a little puppy. I’m training for The 3 Day (obviously) and Riley is training for The Minnesota Aids Walk on May 21. It’s a 6.2 mile walk, where people do actually bring their dogs. And if my dog can join TEAM AWESOME on the Aids Walk, then he’s gonna do it, dammit. Besides, we like to bond when we walk and he looks tough. I’m not a fan, though, when other people come up with their boxes and tell me my dog is going to be huge. Um, thanks. Then we can both have a complex about our size.
I graduated from Smith-Cotton High School in 1996. Um, go Tigers, or something. It’s to no surprise that nobody has started planning our 10 year reunion that should be taking place this summer/fall. I could have a jolly time right now mentioning all the names that I would love to make fun of, but Google picks those things up and that’d be bad. We’ll wait until after the reunion.
Thanks to the wonders of myspace.com, I’ve connected with a few old classmates, which has been kinda fun. And, as it turns out, we’ll be planning the 10 year reunion! Yes, laughing may begin riiiiiight now.
We had a five year reunion at the VFW in Sedalia, where my high school guidance counselor was in charge of the beer cups. I think giving her a $5 bill and taking a plastic cup from her was a more fulfilling experience then taking my diploma from her during graduation. I still don’t forgive her for making me take Chemistry in high school when I really didn’t have to. Becoming intoxicated and humping large blue mailboxes was my little tribute to her that evening.
I’ve spent the morning trading emails back and forth with Angie, one of my oldest friends from home. We met in 1st grade. She broke her arm and I had to hold her desk open for her. How cute is that? You wouldn’t think it was so cute if I told you that we were making fun of all of our former classmates in the worst way possible right now.
But she’s going to help plan this badass reunion, too, so that should make it even more fun!
