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Mar. 5th, 2007 07:43 amSo, last night, aside from our family St. Patrick's celebration, we went through Grandmommy's jewelry and figured out who was going to inherit what at this time.
Given how much we all loved Grandmommy, you'd figure that this would be a serious and sentimental time.
Um, well, it started out a bit sentimental. Then our memory of her personality kicked in, and we started joking and laughing and being absolutely insane. This was helped by the fact that a few of Grandmommy's pieces can only be described as absolute bling. And picturing Grandmommy making random gang signs and saying "Yo, dudes" is one of the most amusing mental pictures anyone can have.
Other amusing portions of the evening involved searching for a placeholder ring for John to give to Elizabeth while they're saving for their engagement/wedding rings, and watching Elizabeth's response when we pointed out the symbolism of the squashblossom necklace she was wearing. That's the fastest I've seen anyone jerk off a necklace.
And by now I'm convinced that there is some cat DNA in my maternal line. Because there were a few points where we all stopped what we were doing to bat at the shiny things one of us was holding up.
Given how much we all loved Grandmommy, you'd figure that this would be a serious and sentimental time.
Um, well, it started out a bit sentimental. Then our memory of her personality kicked in, and we started joking and laughing and being absolutely insane. This was helped by the fact that a few of Grandmommy's pieces can only be described as absolute bling. And picturing Grandmommy making random gang signs and saying "Yo, dudes" is one of the most amusing mental pictures anyone can have.
Other amusing portions of the evening involved searching for a placeholder ring for John to give to Elizabeth while they're saving for their engagement/wedding rings, and watching Elizabeth's response when we pointed out the symbolism of the squashblossom necklace she was wearing. That's the fastest I've seen anyone jerk off a necklace.
And by now I'm convinced that there is some cat DNA in my maternal line. Because there were a few points where we all stopped what we were doing to bat at the shiny things one of us was holding up.