A quick post before I start rounding up my stuff to head outta here.
Last night's Relay was incredible. I got to help with the registration table for Survivors...and it is simply amazing to see how many people have been touched by cancer -- and are still fighting. I met some ordinary-looking people with extraordinary stories. It is humbling.
My mother and aunt were in rare form last night. This guy came up to register, and he and I started bantering back and forth. (I've spent most of the weekend trading potshots with my cousins...so I didn't even realize I was doing it with this guy at first.) Turns out, he knows my mom and aunt from the organization meetings they'd had.
We joked around a little bit more...got him registered, and he went on his way.
Here comes my aunt. "Oh, that was so and so. He was at the meeting. He's single."
I looked at her.
"Subtle. Real Subtle."
She laughs, shrugs, wanders off.
(my cousin, her daughter-in-law, cracked up!)
Here comes my mom.
elbow nudge. grin.
"Yeah, I know. Your sister's already been here."
In case you're wondering, this would be reason #647 Why I Live in Texas.