My family kind of cracks me up. Just sayin'. And by "my family," I mean my dad's family. Which, I guess, they're my family too. For which I'm grateful because they make life more interesting for me.
If I come back to Utah with an accent and really bad grammar, it's because I've been listening to too many of my relatives talk too much. Which, actually, they have really interesting stories, so it's not at all a bad thing. Also, I already know that sometimes I have an accent (and I've pinned it down to my dad's side of the family already- I just forget about it sometimes), and guests at Disney would occasionally point it out to me and then accuse me of being from Canada. As I've said before, so, you know. No news there.
And then there was this one funny time where we came home from church today to find that Leonard (the nice cat who doesn't maul me) had peed all over his number one nemesis' bed. And I should say temporary bed. My cousin is sleeping on an air mattress down in the dining room while we are visiting so that we can use his bed. And, out of all the beds Leonard could have peed on, he chose the air mattress. Granted, it was probably easier to pee downstairs than upstairs, but of all the places to pee. An air mattress? I think I was in cahoots for about an hour after we got home, just because I thought it was so funny. I still think it's funny. When Dad was telling Mom about it on the phone, I started laughing again. Oh mans. Sorry, Cousin.
Ok, not really, but thanks for the entertainment.
And then there was this other fun time when we went to visit my aunt and uncle. My aunt hasn't been doing very well health-wise lately, but we hope that she gets better because, despite how odd she can be, she is still my aunt and I still love her. And isn't that just the way it works? Anyway, they've got this adorable little cat (although everyone else kept saying how utterly not-cute she is; I think she's cute), and she kind of fell in love with me. If I didn't have a Drawly waiting for me at home, I may have wanted to take Critter with us. She slept on my lap basically the whole time we were there, and she talks a lot, just like Drawly does. Only Critter is short-haired, female, and Calico, and Drawly is none of those things. Obviously. Especially not the female part, even though he's not exactly fully male anymore, either.
And then Grandma handed me a book tonight that used to be Dad's. It's called "From First Date to Eternal Mate," and it's from the 70's. Dad says he got Mom, so apparently it, in theory, works. Whatever it is that the theory is. I have no idea. I almost want to read it just because books like that make me laugh, but Grandma, are you trying to tell me something? Maybe give it to The Sister first, because she is older.
I have no idea what we are doing tomorrow, but there's this cemetery in Jamestown (hometown of Lucille Ball!) where there is apparently a statue of a lady who is/used to be (there was an argument about this in the car on the way to church, and I'm not sure what the final verdict was) a wedding dress, and I want to take pictures of her. Also, I love cemeteries.