Whenever my brother talks to me about our mother he always manages to say "my mother", which always makes me a little nervous*. Like when they wanted to sit us down for a talk a while back and my immediate response was: ok, which one of you isn't my parent?
Actually, a very similar response to how John's dad signs his Christmas cards—Love "Dad".
I'd like to hear any stories that can top these. I mean I know that every family has its eccentricities†, but there are some basics that ours really need to get sorted out.
*And I'm really not joking, I don't think I've ever heard him say our mother, even when we were kids.
†This is a really fun word
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I'd tell you my family's eccentricities, but you obviously already know most of them. I guess the rest will have to be a surprise; I've already gotten so used to them I can't even think of them now.
I go to visit the relatives tomorrow. I promise that as soon as eccentricities happen, I'll sneak down to my parents' computer and tell you all about em. (Assuming I'm sober enough to type.)
Excellent. I await great terroni-family stories.
Do I really say that every time? I know I've caught myself a few times followed by
<awkward pause>
(wait that didn't sound quite right.)
(quick! keep talking and maybe she won't notice.)
(oh great, it's too late now.)
I think it just comes from not being used to talking to family members. Or just not being used to talking.
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