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From: x_crowdofone@yahoo.com
Subject: I knew I forgot to pack something.
Forgot to ask Doc McCoy for one of his little get-the-journals-from-somewhere-else doohickeys. Could just ask Kitty how she does it, but that would entail going downstairs and braving a roomful of aunts, Mom, and Grandma. I'm actually on my way out the door right now--me, my dad, my uncles, and all my male cousins old enough to recognize danger when they smell it on the breeze are going fishing, as all wise men do in the face of a hen party.
Danger, if you're curious, smells like my grandma's strawberry coffee cake, which is actually really good when it isn't being used as a weapon of terror against everything with a Y chromosome. And yeah, Lorna, I have the recipe here. :) Grandma says she'll be really interested to hear what somebody with real chef training can do with it, and if you think of anything cool you're supposed to tell me, and I'm supposed to tell her, and dire things will befall if there's a communications breakdown anywhere in the middle. I pointed out that I was the only one in the middle. She gave me a Look. So first thing when I get back I'm giving you the recipe.
So yeah, Kitty has pretty much been taken under the collective wing of my female relatives. Looked a little wild-eyed at the prospect, but she's doing fine, and I'm bending the guy code a little bit and hiding a dupe back here in case the party breaks up early and she wants to do stuff. I just hope they don't find me. Because that would be bad. There would be fetching, and errands, and refilling of tea, and an entire lifetime's worth of the most embarrassing stories I've ever starred in, and, y'know, I wouldn't want to put Kitty through that kind of ordeal, watching me go through all of that. It'd be bad for her, I'm pretty sure.
Having her here is just . . . god, lonely summer with annoying parents or not, whatever they put in the air in Chicago, I think she's getting prettier. If that's possible. Which I guess it is. I don't wanna give her back Monday morning.
Hope everything's going OK back there (and in Colorado) and nobody's blown anything up permanently or anything. Say hi to everybody from Kitty and me, and have a good Fourth of July--oh, hey, it's Miles's first one, isn't it? Man, I almost wish I'd tried leaving a dupe there. You have to let him play with a sparkler or some firecrackers, Alison, it's his first Fourth of July and that's a rule. Miles, if you're reading this, it's a rule, bug her about it. ;) Artie, if he's not, make sure you tell him, and grab some for yourself. Just be careful not to blow yourselves up, I kinda wanna keep you guys around.
Uncle Jesse's doing the Gandalf thing here, like usual, and he's being really conspiratorial about his car trunk so I figure he's got some nifty things that go boom in there. I'll try to remember to take pictures, but if they end up being of Kitty with maybe some firework in the corner, don't blame me, she's the adorable one.
See you guys in a couple of days. :)
From: x_crowdofone@yahoo.com
Subject: I knew I forgot to pack something.
Forgot to ask Doc McCoy for one of his little get-the-journals-from-somewhere-else doohickeys. Could just ask Kitty how she does it, but that would entail going downstairs and braving a roomful of aunts, Mom, and Grandma. I'm actually on my way out the door right now--me, my dad, my uncles, and all my male cousins old enough to recognize danger when they smell it on the breeze are going fishing, as all wise men do in the face of a hen party.
Danger, if you're curious, smells like my grandma's strawberry coffee cake, which is actually really good when it isn't being used as a weapon of terror against everything with a Y chromosome. And yeah, Lorna, I have the recipe here. :) Grandma says she'll be really interested to hear what somebody with real chef training can do with it, and if you think of anything cool you're supposed to tell me, and I'm supposed to tell her, and dire things will befall if there's a communications breakdown anywhere in the middle. I pointed out that I was the only one in the middle. She gave me a Look. So first thing when I get back I'm giving you the recipe.
So yeah, Kitty has pretty much been taken under the collective wing of my female relatives. Looked a little wild-eyed at the prospect, but she's doing fine, and I'm bending the guy code a little bit and hiding a dupe back here in case the party breaks up early and she wants to do stuff. I just hope they don't find me. Because that would be bad. There would be fetching, and errands, and refilling of tea, and an entire lifetime's worth of the most embarrassing stories I've ever starred in, and, y'know, I wouldn't want to put Kitty through that kind of ordeal, watching me go through all of that. It'd be bad for her, I'm pretty sure.
Having her here is just . . . god, lonely summer with annoying parents or not, whatever they put in the air in Chicago, I think she's getting prettier. If that's possible. Which I guess it is. I don't wanna give her back Monday morning.
Hope everything's going OK back there (and in Colorado) and nobody's blown anything up permanently or anything. Say hi to everybody from Kitty and me, and have a good Fourth of July--oh, hey, it's Miles's first one, isn't it? Man, I almost wish I'd tried leaving a dupe there. You have to let him play with a sparkler or some firecrackers, Alison, it's his first Fourth of July and that's a rule. Miles, if you're reading this, it's a rule, bug her about it. ;) Artie, if he's not, make sure you tell him, and grab some for yourself. Just be careful not to blow yourselves up, I kinda wanna keep you guys around.
Uncle Jesse's doing the Gandalf thing here, like usual, and he's being really conspiratorial about his car trunk so I figure he's got some nifty things that go boom in there. I'll try to remember to take pictures, but if they end up being of Kitty with maybe some firework in the corner, don't blame me, she's the adorable one.
See you guys in a couple of days. :)
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Date: 2004-07-04 04:32 am (UTC)From: Blaire, Alison
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
Add another Look to the recipe giving thing. I want to taste some of that cake. Don't forget the *shudder* deep fried twinkies too. I can't wait to unleash those on Hank (and him on the rest of the mansion, of course).
Say hi to Kitty and your parents for me (and everyone else why not)! :)
And Miles till get to play with a sparkler, never fear. He's getting the best fireworks slash lightshow this side of creation too. ;)
Am off to find sparklers now, on orders!
Ttyl and take care!
Alison
ps: I so have a phone call to make now, I do.
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Date: 2004-07-04 04:42 am (UTC)From: x_crowdofone@yahoo.com
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
Twinkies, right, gotcha. I think Lorna's still threatening death by paperclip if I actually attempt to deep fry anything, but particularly Twinkies, in her kitchen--good thing they travel well, huh? :)
And oh, you're taking Miles to the Macy's fireworks spectacular?
. . . yes, okay, I can see the Look--make that a Glare--from here, but you ratted me out! That deserves revenge. None of the women in my family got up to fetch anything all freaking afternoon, I'll have you know, and they were laughing at me.
I got them back too, though. Confused the heck out of Kitty the way I did it--have to tell her tonight why nobody in my family will go within five feet of a plate of chocolate chip cookies I set out while wearing a guilelessly innocent expression. Did Mom ever tell you that one?
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Date: 2004-07-04 04:51 am (UTC)From: Blaire, Alison
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
I vote we place a plate of them on the center table right before she walks in. And run. Fast.
Silly. Although that's an idea, I'm just not sure about the crowds thing yet for him. Still. Might be the time.
Neener neener neener! And your mom thought it was very nice of me to call and let her know. So there. ;)
Well, the innocent expression would be enough for me. ;) But do tell! :D
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Date: 2004-07-04 05:02 am (UTC)From: x_crowdofone@yahoo.com
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
Sounds like a plan to me. Can we run faster than she can throw flatware?
You know what would be really cool, except I bet Mr. Summers wouldn't let you do it in a million years? The X-Jet has stealth doohickeys, right? I mean, it's based off an SR-71 Blackbird, I know that much, Mom still has the fangirl fit if she gets reminded about when it landed on our lawn (you can take the brat out of the Air Force . . .)
Anyway. What would be cool is, fire up the stealth doohickeys, and then fly through the fireworks display. I mean, how cool must that look from the inside, assuming you don't accidentally get shot down by one of them or something?
You and my mom get along way too well. I'm just saying.
And, well, it all goes back to my Grandpa Madrox's wake. This was before we added on to the house, so it still just had the one bathroom. And some six-year-old who shall remain nameless decided to commemmorate his beloved grandfather's passing in a way the old guy would've laughed himself sick over, and switched the platter of chocolate chip cookies for ones made with chocolate Ex-Lax. Still gets talked about at every family reunion. :)
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Date: 2004-07-04 11:30 pm (UTC)From: Dane, Lorna
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
If you email the recipe to me then I can try it out right away and you will be able to escape further instances of the Look. At least for this. *isn't the least bit avaricious, no not at all*
Tell your mother I said hello.
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Date: 2004-07-05 12:00 am (UTC)From: x_crowdofone@yahoo.com
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
Done and done. Mom says hi back and she hopes you're having a good Fourth and she hopes you and Alex are having fun. Also enjoy the recipe. :)
Save some cake for me? I didn't get any yesterday. Alison ratted me out and I spent the afternoon getting cake for everybody else. Well, and fishing.
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Date: 2004-07-05 03:11 am (UTC)From: Dane, Lorna
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
This looks insanely awesome.
It doesn't hurt you the slightest bit to be useful once in a while. I'll make you a cake of your very own once you get back though, just because I'm nice that way.
Off to the kitchen now.
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Date: 2004-07-05 04:16 am (UTC)From: x_crowdofone@yahoo.com
Subject: Re: I knew I forgot to pack something.
Wait till you taste it.
And you are. You're very nice that way. And hey, I didn't mind all that much fetching stuff, it meant I knew exactly when the party broke up and I was right there when it did, which netted me a bonus half-hour or so of Kitty time, but it's a whole gender solidarity thing. Also, they were laughing at me.
Enjoy the cake. :)