Life has admittedly been pretty dull. I would be lying if I said that I was satisfied with my summer this far. My friends are all overseas and at camps, and I’m here at home stocking shelves.
Archives for July, 2007
I have noticed that I’ve been cut-off from my grandparents’ vast emails with detailed updates on the family (yeah, my life is now barren). Every week or so, my grandmother takes great pleasure in sending out an email to my family with ‘updates’ (read: gossip) on various family members. The only reason that I could ever envision them depriving me of such an important phenomenon would be the fact that there may be some ‘updates’ (read: gossip) on myself. It was of no great surprise to me that the day after I confided in my grandmother that I had my first serious boyfriend, my uncle in Ohio called to affirm that this was indeed the truth. I bet that everybody is hearing about my great new job and soccer season. Peachy.
A couple of years ago (before my grandmother discovered the glory that is the Internet), my grandmother would construct a family newsletter and send it out to the entire family. Enclosed in said newsletter were often gory details that were not necessary, nor desired. One time the fact that a distant aunt missed her period was included in the family newsletter. Nothing like the news of a menopausal woman delivered in your family newsletter.
I now find myself getting individually composed emails in my inbox. No cc addressed, just my lonely email included. Don’t get me wrong, I still hear the critical news of my grandparent’s auto-insurance rates and deductibles, but I don’t receive the vast email. I still hear the gory details of my cousin’s pregnancy and birth (even having the word ‘womb’ thrown around a couple times), but I don’t hear about it with everyone else. I now get a specially crafted email. Nifty.