Monday, November 24, 2008

I know I'm getting older when...

John and I were having a discussion about someone we prayed for in church...not quite sure who the person was. Which led to...who were her siblings?...or was that her cousin?...and her parents were "so and so"...oh, no I think she belonged to "so and so." We had to call John's sister to settle things. She was closer in age, and knew the circle of folks better. We both laughed when the conversation was over. It sounded like one of a million of the same we'd had with our mothers who were always quick to remind us how we were related to "so and so" in some way. And would then proceed to map it all out for us. I remember dreading those conversations, not paying as close attention as I should have...and now I'm at the heart of them. Oi.


Kurt said...

It's hard to escape in our tiny little piece of the world.

My dad is especially good at playing the game. The first thing he wants to know when he meets somebody new is who his or her parents are. It's like our own version of "six degrees of Kevin Bacon."

I recently changed job responsibilities. My former boss is the father-in-law of my first cousin. I'm now working on a project where the program manager's father-in-law is a first cousin of my father and the lead project engineer is a second cousin of my wife!

jamie said...


...reminds me of this great line from Ferris Bueller's Day Off. " My best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who's going with the girl who saw Ferris pass out at 31 Flavors last night. I guess it's pretty serious."