All in the family...

This is a IM conversation between my cousin Jen and my brother Joe. While this was taking place, my parents and I were sitting in our living room watching baseball. It made for a worthwhile family moment of simple laughter. I share it only because it is a good reminder of the small moments that we often fail to appreciate fully.

jen: carol home?
joe: carol home
jen: what is she doin?
joe: not 1 thing at the moment
jen: alright
jen: ask her if we are still on for tomorrow?
joe: she is nodding in agreement
joe: r u going to meet or ????????
jen: huh
jen: meet where?
joe: she doesnt know the meeting procedure
jen: ooo
jen: well pam hasnt got back to me
jen: so its just me and her
jen: i only have work til 3
joe: what u want her to do
jen: movies are 445,725, and 945
jen: which would she prefer
joe: she has no preference
jen: unreal
joe: ha i know
jen: she did this im memphis lol
jen: so if you go visit her expect to make all the decisions
jen: :-)
joe: thats not good
joe: im bad at making decisions
jen: word
jen: im not too good either
jen: ask her if we are eatin at home or somewhere else?
joe: "up to her"
joe: hahahaa
jen: i hate her
joe: haaaaaaaaaa
jen: what are you doin tomorrowa?
joe: practice at 4
joe: if no rain = golf
jen: ic
joe: i guess she wants to know if ur coming home first or should she meet u in bloom
joe: but im just guessing, she didnt say, and shes worried what we r saying cuz i keep losing it
jen: hahaha
jen: bobo jr (a friend of our grandparents)
joe: well now she says she will pick u up at 5ish and u will go to applebee's
jen: o really
jen: who died and put her in charge
joe: scribbs died and left her in charge (also a friend of our grandparents)
jen: as did Bobo Sr (another friend of the grandparents)
joe: butch said bumba (i have no idea)
joe: we forgot bumba
jen: yea we did
jen: i saw picky the other day (a friend of our gradnparents)
joe: gram used to call ur mom bumba (true story)
jen: he was walkin up the street sideways (picky did in fact do this)
jen: he was on his was to mucca's house (another real friend)
joe: my dad said scribbs wife was the georgia peach (true story)
jen: unreal
jen: as in blanch from the golden girls?
joe: my dad told me once that uncle yonk was called yonku bc he spilled something in the bar and pap said "you yonku you" (yes, we call our uncle "yonk")
jen: hahahaha
jen: i think i heard that before
joe: probably
jen: alright
jen: im peacin out
jen: im tired
jen: gotta get up early
joe: alrighty
joe: is the plan settled?
jen: 5ish
jen: got it
joe: alrighty
joe: cyaaaaaaaaa pickey
jen: word up Joe "the dolly guy" (also a true friend of the grandparents. he brought deliveries of kegs using a dolly to their bar and would often give us "rides" on the dolly)