Siblings and spawn
My nephews are doing well and that is good to see. My oldest nephew Josh is 15 and has special needs. He was great when I saw him. He's turned into a really sweet boy. Patrick was also doing well: he was a bit obnoxious for a while there (taking after his mom) but seems to have chilled out a bit.
Josh was trying to show me a video game--something on PS2 having to do with D-Day. He challenged me to play it.
"You probably don't want to play this one, Auntie Beth, it takes a lot of hand-eye coordination."
"You mean, the kind of hand-eye coordination it takes to defeat Resident Evil 4 three times?"
"NOWAI! My dad tried that and he never finished it." He handed me the controller.
Of course I haven't touched a video game in well over a year and have a huge learning curve with every game I try, so I sucked. But we had fun and I think he was impressed that I at least tried it.
My sister wasn't too obnoxious last week. That was refreshing. We even genuinely got along at the wedding. Of course, the fact that I could walk away and get lost in a crowd if she started to get annoying probably helped. Of course she couldn't resist a little attack, but it was feeble and easily deflected. After she had been drinking a bit she made some comment about me being the favored child at the moment, but of course that was only because I lived far away, and it must be nice. I just gave her a face and kept walking.
She continues to be baffled by my lack of television. She's the type who goes through the tv guide with a yellow highlighter. I shit you not.
"You don't really watch tv, do you?"
"No. I miss some things, I'll probably get it again some time."
"What do you do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, instead of tv. What do you do?"
"I don't know...Poetry on Tuesdays, see friends, write, read, listen to shows on NPR...I don't know. Stuff."
"And you do all that during the week?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, well, that must be easy without any kids, I have two kids and I can't be doing stuff during the week."
"..."
We are all Imax screens.
Josh was trying to show me a video game--something on PS2 having to do with D-Day. He challenged me to play it.
"You probably don't want to play this one, Auntie Beth, it takes a lot of hand-eye coordination."
"You mean, the kind of hand-eye coordination it takes to defeat Resident Evil 4 three times?"
"NOWAI! My dad tried that and he never finished it." He handed me the controller.
Of course I haven't touched a video game in well over a year and have a huge learning curve with every game I try, so I sucked. But we had fun and I think he was impressed that I at least tried it.
My sister wasn't too obnoxious last week. That was refreshing. We even genuinely got along at the wedding. Of course, the fact that I could walk away and get lost in a crowd if she started to get annoying probably helped. Of course she couldn't resist a little attack, but it was feeble and easily deflected. After she had been drinking a bit she made some comment about me being the favored child at the moment, but of course that was only because I lived far away, and it must be nice. I just gave her a face and kept walking.
She continues to be baffled by my lack of television. She's the type who goes through the tv guide with a yellow highlighter. I shit you not.
"You don't really watch tv, do you?"
"No. I miss some things, I'll probably get it again some time."
"What do you do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, instead of tv. What do you do?"
"I don't know...Poetry on Tuesdays, see friends, write, read, listen to shows on NPR...I don't know. Stuff."
"And you do all that during the week?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, well, that must be easy without any kids, I have two kids and I can't be doing stuff during the week."
"..."
We are all Imax screens.