Tuesday, February 19, 2008

I'm Not a Sucker So I Don't Need a Bodyguard

Okay, everybody, so if we pretend that today is Monday the week will go by so much faster. Can we all agree on that? For some reason it seems that whenever there's a four day week, it takes about five and a half years to run its course. And in an office situation, five and a half years translates into nearly a century. Not that I'm complaining, because that would be totally unlike me.

What a President's Day weekend it was! Did anybody buy a car? If so, do tell. I was in a bunch of shows, bought a rug at Target, and picked up a dining room table. It's absolutely fantastic and I have my wonderful cousin Chris and wifey Melanie to thank.

When I was little I used to spend tons and tons of time at my Grandmother Peggy's house with Chris. Everyone calls her Peggy, not "grandma" or "nan" or anything like that. She's eighty now and still goes to aerobics, if that paints the picture. Speaking of painting, she's also an artist and the little white sign "Paintings by Peggy" has been hanging outside her house for as long as I can remember.

I bring this up because most of my memories of my cousin Chris are at Peggy's house. He's about six years older than me so when I was very young I thought he was a rock God. Scratch that, I thought he was king of the B-Boys. It was a very "Fresh Prince of Bel Aire" time in pop culture, and he went to Revere High School, so you know...

He'd be mortified if I detailed all of the hip-hop dance lessons to the sweet jams of Rob Base and/or Bobby Brown, but that's the way it was. I absolutely idolized his mastery of all that was urban culture. This would all be much more amusing if you knew him now. He's an incredibly put together, successful guy with a beautiful Canadian wife who plays piano. He's got a real sturdy hand shake, you know? And if you were to say, drop him down in the middle of BedStuy or even Roxbury...wouldn't be such a good situation, I think.

It just cracks me up to remember how things were. And every time I hear "I like a girl with extensions in her hair, bamboo earrings at least two pair" I will ALWAYS think of Chris when he was 13 years old and so, so unimaginably cool.

The dining room set is amazing, I'm so lucky to have my awesome family around. I could probably write a book on each of my cousins, as their all so unique and absolutely fascinating...maybe I'll make it a project.

Word to your mother,
Erin

6 comments:

Rick said...

Didn't buy a car. Got some pizza at the hut with my wife and then we hit Wal-Mart.

fancy brandy said...

I had an 80-year-old belly dancing instructor once. Who better to teach you to shake your hips than someone who's had both replaced?

Erin said...

That's amazing, Ms. B. Was it my grandmother Peggy I wonder?

Unknown said...

I wish I had cousins I even remotely cared about.

I didn't get a car but I did watch The Human Stain which was mildly interesting!

Robert Woo said...

i got a zipcar account. does that count? it better effing count, punk.

meaghan said...

dude chris still reminds me of will smith its so weird.