So I called Rosemary (my grandma) this weekend, but apparently I didn't return her last phone call. Fire up the Rosemary guilt trip machine:
Me: Hi Grandma, Happy Thanksgiving.
Rosemary: Who's this?
Me: It's Big Ern.
Rosemary: Big Ern who? How come you never called me back? I says to your mom that I don't think you love me anymore.
Can't wait for Christmas.
On another note, Ari has begun to trying to hump my mom's two female dogs. Scissor me timbers. And of course my little brother immediately starts singing Come to My Window.