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The Cream of SheVegas (for a grandma, anyway)

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Skyping with Olivia

Here's the thing about Skype with a teenager: it never really delivers on the face to face potential of the Jetson's picture phone. I, oddly enough apparently, appreciate eye contact during a conversation.

At first I thought Livi had difficulty understanding the technology. And while it's true there's no one to cue you to "camera one," there is only one camera.

Could she be lying about where she got the super cool art prints in her bedroom? Her adverted eyes would suggest she's never even been to a lithograph museum.

Maybe she got in some kind of accident and no one is talking about the googly eyed elephant in the room.

While I listened, like a good aunt, to all kinds to trivial frivolity, David walked by, looked over my shoulder, and said: "she looks baked." As if.

But then, a bit of nonsequitor dialog blew her cover: "I really like crew. That is just so sad that it's not nice enough in Wisconsin for you to go out and - oooh there's something in my teeth."

While I was able to resist the postage stamp size live video of myself on the bottom of the screen, asking a 14 year old girl to ignore a mirror is just too much.

And although I am not going to reveal who was on the other end of a  Skype call from a large mutli-generational extended family group which he answered in the nude, he does belong in this category. Anyone else in this category will have little trouble identifying the much anticipated, but hardly to be hoped for this early, person who broke that ice.

But really, I think I had him at "Boogers."

"Hi, Grandma Sparky. It's Rain"

"Really? My Rain?"

"What are we going to do when I come to your house?"

"Let's make pictures."

"What if we don't have any paper?"

"We can use cardboard."

"What if we use that up?"

"You can color on my windows with markers."

"What if we run out of markers?"

"Crayons."

"What if we break all the crayons?"

"We'll use paint."

"What if we don't have enough?"

"Boogers."

"What if we don't have any?"

"We'll use food."

"What if we run out?"

"We'll starve to death."

"That's funny."

If you build it, they will come

 

A Person Baby

Monk is pregnant! She is such an unlikely mama that people are having a hard time believing it. Even my mom, when told I was having another grandchild, guessed Scout as the pending parent. Scout said it was not possible for him to be an uncle if Iris wasn't having a baby.  

It's waaaay too early for anyone to be told. But we need the extra time to influence her choice of name. Left to her own devices, she would probably call it "Squidgy." 

No boy scout here

"Stop. My clothes are falling off."

Oddly, her plea didn't initiate a cease fire.

Jeris Diana Brunette, Jeris Brunette, Brunette, Jeris

So you don't google in vain. Wait, isn't ego-ogling vain?

Brunette Harris'

A funky patch of gunk on Rain's arm  from the custom tattoos commemorating the event is one of the last remnants of the festivities. On either side of the groom are my daughters, Iris (L) in black and the bride, Lilly.

Highlights:

1. Self professed strong man struggling to lift Lilly's chair during the Hora.
2. Olivia catching the bouquet.
3. My hair - I might buy one of those iron things.
4. Rain wearing the dolphin pinata on his head.
5. Shuffling around to Low Rider
6. Lilly's second dress
7. The gum paste manatees on the cake
8. Watching old people marvel at glow sticks
9. Sandee's patio
10. And, sorry Tabitha, the bridesmaid's bottoms up fall into the bushes

 

Ladies Man

 

 I was on a roll, dancing, glow sticks, babe in a pink dress, you know how it is.

Next thing I know, boom - bedtime, bedtime?

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