These are the stories of us. These are the anecdotes of our days. This is the good bad and ugly (mostly good) of our not so unique, large (but not as large as some) family, living life to the fullest. Some of us might not have the average number of years generally allotted but we will fill each of those years with the celebration of family, friends and life
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Four a.m. phone calls
Setting the scene: it's 4:00 (in the God forsaken A.M!) and there are three of us in my bed none of whom are there by my choosing. It's me, Malia and then Journey. I wake up to "Journey! Answer your phone! Your phone is ringing! Answer it!" Sure enough Journey's phone is ringing in some silly ringtone however that I think only small children and dogs can hear. Lord knows its owner never hears it at least when I ring it... I digress. So Journey's cell phone is ringing and who do you think might be calling. Well it is Malia who has my cell phone in her hand! She has dialled her sister who is not even inches away from her. "What are you doing?" I query. "I'm calling Journey. I have to tell her something on her phone"