Wednesday, March 30, 2005
i called my neighbor/aunt/second-cousin/whatever yesterday. i didn't lie: i explained that casey's leaving for las vegas and we're really behind on preparing our taxes for our accountant, so unfortunately we will have to pass.
she was very sweet as always. she really is so sweet and protective. she told my brother-in-law, rick [affectionately referred to as 'pizz' for his high-pitched, rapid-fire pronunciation of the word 'because'] that she loves him [accentuated by arm petting and cheek-pinching], but if he ever does anything to hurt my sister, she'll kill him. when my sister and rick were announced at the reception, they ran in and passed my sweet neighbor-relative. as they did, pizzy mcrizzowitz turned to her and slashed his throat with his index finger. it's pretty classic -- you can see it on their wedding video.
what did she ask me for a few minutes?
"...do you wvork?"
"...your house, do you own or do you rent? mpravo, koukla-mou!"
"...how's your mamma? she live very far?"
"...your hazzband, yes? he goes to las vegas? how come you no go?"
"...marriage, it wvorks both ways, you know? you both need to be good."
i hope that a time comes when i can enjoy her hospitality and we can take advantage of our close proximity, but i know that tonight is not the night. casey knows that, too: he cheered when i told him we're not going. a full-on "yeaa!" with fists raised.
Posted by P at 11:22 AM