Oui R Still Family

Every time I think about work, this squamous, betentacled beast wakes up inside me. As I am at work right now, this is difficult to avoid. (Work has suddenly turned into a dictatorship — or perhaps vicktatorship would be more appropriate, given the source — and a number of people have been fired. I really wouldn't be surprised if the whole operation went down in flames (and really, I would be ok with that, despite needing to be able to pay the bills).

But anyway, that's not what I wanted to share today. Last week my grandparents sent out a letter talking about what's happened over the year. I'll quote the first paragraph so that you might get a clear picture of my grandmother. All capitalization, punctuation and grammar are intact from the original.

As we near the end of '07. We are another year closer to the return of the real King. It is great to read of the many foreign lands that are turning to Christ, but I'm sure Our Lord is saddened by the rebellion in our own nation. Keep Praying.

I had to read that paragraph a second time to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, but that was, in fact, what my grandmother wrote. (And that sort of thing provokes another squamous beast within, but I'll let that stew by itself. Bleh.)

So I read the rest of the letter. Really, she just wanted an excuse to talk about her kids and grandkids, which would be fine were it not for the fact that she talked a whole lot more about her kids than my grandpa's. (They married about six months after I was born; I don't remember exactly when my mom's mom died. I know it was between my parents' wedding and my birth.) The best part, though, is that six of the seven grandkids' names were mentioned regarding what they've been up to. I must not be interesting enough; I wasn't mentioned at all.

Oui R Family, and it drives me crazier. But my brother Brox is hopping a plane to Maine to spend time with the girlfriend over the holiday.