Marymine is busy doing the moving thing... with which I have been almost no help. I have moved enough (29 times) for a while.
The other day I was over at her old place pestering her and asked where the college student was... "Oh she's gone snow skiing...Yuck!!!" "Good for her...she'll have fun", says I. Which produces the snake eye and a comment to the effect of "I hate being cold"... Well no surprise there, I remember all the pics of her...on the hot beaches at Cubi...among other places. Since we were on the subject of being cold, she produced her new winter coat and asked me if I liked it... ummm... "what is that collar pelt made from...road kill rabbit?" "Funny mom, I remember when you used to wear "the" fur coat to stay warm and to go skiing...and then would pick us up from school with it still on. We were so embarrassed...!"
That is not the way I remember it at all...
Brighid: FUR FLYING