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On the fourth of July this year, my family went for an after-lunch walk (at 4pm or whenever it was that we finished eating lunch. Srahfam cares not for your "traditional" eating "times".) We walked over to one of the 8,000 Borders stores in Ann Arbor, did a little shopping, then headed home.
On the way back, we started swapping stories of dorky or pointless things that my family has done, which I titled, in a powerful radio drama announcer's voice, "EXPLOITS... OF THE [srahfam] FAMILY!" Alfie was annoyed that I kept loudly announcing, "EXPLOITS... OF THE [srahfam] FAMILY!" as we walked along the street.
Just after I had roared it again while we crossed Packard (most likely with some kind of expressive, dramatic arm movement, although I couldn't swear to it), a voice called out, "Hi, [srahfam]s!" We turned around and there was our across-the-street neighbor in one of the cars stopped at the light. My sister was, for some reason, mortified, as though our neighbor had not seen us do even stupider things through the years, like attempting to sell "lemonade and artwork" on our lawn extension or dressing up in costumes or - stupidest of all - posing for Christmas pictures on the front step.
On Sunday in Adrian (about an hour away from Ann Arbor), as we were walking from our car to the theatre, Alfie and I did some other damned fool thing... likely quoting songs from 1776 to each other or debating some aspect of colonial-era history or professing our love for Dr Lyman Hall (actually that's just one of us, and I am not going to disclose which one). I recognized how dorky we were being by, once again, breaking into my radio voice and announcing another thrilling episode of "EXPLOITS OF THE [srahfam] FAMILY!" She looked around suspiciously and complained, "Stop doing that! Now I think every time you say that, our neighbor is going to show up!"
Oh Alfie. If you think that every time I embarrass you in public one of our neighbors is going to arrive just in time to see it, you are sorely mistaken. We do not have nearly as many neighbors as I have opportunities to publicly humiliate you.
srah - Thursday, 10 July 2008 - 5:17 PM
Tags: alfie, srahfam
Ha! This reminds me of when I was little and would have to get my dad to stop the car for me to pee on the side of the road and my parents would always say, when I got back in the car, "Oh we just saw the (so and sos) driving by! They all had their faces pressed up against the window trying to see you peeing!" and I would want to die. They told me later it wasn't true but for years I thought I had really bad luck with the neighbours always catching me peeing!