All in the family...
Jun. 2nd, 2002 11:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beetigerWe went out to my sister's house on Long Island for my nephew's fourth birthday party this afternoon. Luckily, we weren't obligated to go to the constructed plastic playspace portion of the party, but just to the relatives-getting-to-see-the-niece-and-nephews part. My brother and his wife were there with their three-month old son as well. My sister-in-law is convinced that she's birthed the uberbaby. She’s told us that he's able to say "hello" and "hungry", but the rest of us are dubious.
As has happened the last few times I've been at my sister's house, she's taken me upstairs to give me huge amounts of clothing. Hand-me-ups. I've lost quite a bit of weight (intentionally) in the last two years, and she gained weight during her second pregnancy she's pretty sure she's keeping, the net effect of this being that I'm roughly her old size. I'm very happy about this, really, as I don't like clothes shopping very much. My sister has much better fashion sense than I do, and a much greater willingness to spend a lot of money on clothing than I have. But it means I've got a rather schizophrenic wardrobe right now, the full length dresses in bright colors, the silly sarongs, the oversized sweaters, and the sturdy Land's End chinos that I order because I know they'll fit sitting next to contemporary short designer dresses in brown, black, and olive, capri length jeans, and fitted blouses with large buttons that will probably be destroyed if I throw them in the washer instead of drycleaning them. The stuff looks damned good on me, really, and gives me another opportunity to refuse to actually have a consistent style.
We don't tend to talk politics at my family gatherings, but a controversy did come up that I'm hoping you could help me clear up. When celebrating a birthday, which comes first: singing “Happy Birthday”, or blowing the candles out? Please advise.
As has happened the last few times I've been at my sister's house, she's taken me upstairs to give me huge amounts of clothing. Hand-me-ups. I've lost quite a bit of weight (intentionally) in the last two years, and she gained weight during her second pregnancy she's pretty sure she's keeping, the net effect of this being that I'm roughly her old size. I'm very happy about this, really, as I don't like clothes shopping very much. My sister has much better fashion sense than I do, and a much greater willingness to spend a lot of money on clothing than I have. But it means I've got a rather schizophrenic wardrobe right now, the full length dresses in bright colors, the silly sarongs, the oversized sweaters, and the sturdy Land's End chinos that I order because I know they'll fit sitting next to contemporary short designer dresses in brown, black, and olive, capri length jeans, and fitted blouses with large buttons that will probably be destroyed if I throw them in the washer instead of drycleaning them. The stuff looks damned good on me, really, and gives me another opportunity to refuse to actually have a consistent style.
We don't tend to talk politics at my family gatherings, but a controversy did come up that I'm hoping you could help me clear up. When celebrating a birthday, which comes first: singing “Happy Birthday”, or blowing the candles out? Please advise.
