Uncle Jerry Part I

 

I am in St George, Utah. I arrived Tuesday night after work around 11pm. My niece Leslie graduated from High School this morning (at 8am!!!) and although it was a long boring typical HS grad ceremony, I am very glad I came. I took her out to lunch yesterday and had a great day together. She just now left for Grad Night to Disneyland and I still have her two little brothers Billy (14yo) and Shane (10yo) here to play uncle to.

I must say that I feel slightly guilty because my eldest niece, Lindsey graduated from Long Beach College today, but I had already promised Les that I would come here before I knew about the big college girls day. Lindsey is very okay with it. I bought her a bottle of Dom before I left. Some may say that was an odd choice for a gift. But sometimes things that don't matter, well...really matter. Does that make any sense?

 

I took Leslie out for lunch yesterday just her and I, and we had a great visit. It's odd how you want them to stop growing, but at the same time have such  admiration for them when you see them mature and can start having adult conversations where you don't have to explain any words or jokes. But yeah...if I could slow down the time a bit I would, and savor more of their young faces and the charm that goes along with them.

 

Billy, who is 14yo went to Leslies graduation with us and he and I were making fun of people. As the senior class president addressed the audience, he said " This morning I awoke and  decided to do something different..." I leaned over to Billy and said "So he decided to wear a dress" Billy laughed so hard he farted really loud. The fart triggered my sister and brother-in-law to start giggling, and well, we looked like quite the white trash family. But it was fun anyway. When I told Leslie what happened she laughed and whined, "Ohhhh I wish I was there! I was soooooo bored!!"

 

After that we dropped Billy off for his last day of school  before summer starts and went home so Leslie could pack. We also had  go spy on Shane at his school. Shane had a frog jumping contest his class was participating in. Now, a lot of you may not think this was any big deal, but Shane is not your average 10 year old. HE HATES CRITTERS, and doesn't care what anyone thinks about that.

So, we show up and noticed he had confiscated  this chemical resistant looking laboratory glove that was about 10x to big for his hand so that he didn't have to "touch" the frog. When it was his turn,  he squealed as he snatched the bull frog out of container and as it squirmed in every direction to free itself from this mammoth glove, before he let it go at the starting line...AND HE WON!! The funniest part was how he dumped the frogs container off at the biology department immediately after with out an ounce of guilt.

As my sister and I left the school, we cut through the library, where there were 3 little girls about 7yo, who asked us if we would sign their "memory book" I dont know why they asked us but I sighned all 3 the same way:

 

Have a bitchen summer, see you next year.

Love, Tom Cruise

 

I have a feeling that there will be a few Morman Fathers that will be very upset about that and a few Morman mommies that will be very curious about those signatures. 

 

Tonight Shane has a baseball game and I am hoping he doesn't have the same reaction striking out as he did handling the frog. LOL

I am here until Sunday night so who knows what other little adventures are going to happen here.

Let's see...oh yeah...I'm very excited about going to see Fiona Apple with my other neice Katie on June 25th in Santa Barbra. I cant wait!!!  

 

LOL - okay...Shane just said to me "Ummm I dont want any thing, but if you go get something from the fridge you can bring me back a suprise?!?"

Oh me oh my. I dont have kids, but I do. Life is good.

More later...