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I’m an aunt again*, and Middle’s pepper Rorschach

Little Sister had a baby last week!  No complications, happy situation, baby boy!  Amazing how much life can change in a year (warning for newbies, sad link).
I want to celebrate, but the news is making it hard to generate fun loving smart-assery.  Lucky for me, in all the back-n-forth with Little giving birth, I ran across this conversation Middle, Little and I had a while ago that I’d forgotten to blog about.  Enjoy!
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Email From:  Middle Sister
TO:  Me
Subject:  pepper rorschach
Middle: Maybe I’m a perv, but this picture was on Amazon and….
Attached image:
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 (This is an especially juicy email as Middle is the most proper of the sisters and rarely lowers herself into this kind of discussion.  Unlike me and Little, who have no problem swan diving into fart jokes and pepper wieners at the slightest provocation.  I can practically hear Middle’s nervous titters in the font of this email.)
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Email From:  Me
TO: Middle
Subject:  re: pepper rorschach
Me:  I don’t get it.
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Email From: Me
TO: Little Sister
Subject:  FW: Pepper Rorschach
(Forward of Middle’s original email)
Me:  I’m totally trolling Middle and saying I don’t see what’s so funny.  Gonna see how far she’ll go explaining it.  Wanna join?
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Email From:  Little
TO:  Me
Subject:  re: FW: Pepper Rorschach
Little:  Baahahahaha!   You make excellent decisions.
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Email From:  Me
To:  Middle, CC: Little
Subject:  Really?!
Me: Maybe I’m looking at it wrong.  Gonna consult Little.  Hey Little, what do you see?
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Email From:  Little
TO:  Middle, CC: Me
Subject:  Not sure what *you* see, but…
Little: It looks like a clown nose.
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(A worrisome amount of time passes with no response)
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Email from:  Middle
TO:  Little, CC: Me
Subject: re:  Not sure what *you* see, but…
Middle:  Yes!  Clown nose is exactly what I meant.
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(The length of time it takes to realize a firework is going to be a dud passes)
(I put on my gardening shoes in trollish disappointment)
(The phone rings)
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 Thank you, Middle.  Without intending it, you are by far the funniest sister in our house.
*Don’t mean this as I wasn’t an aunt to the stillborn baby, but in the way I was already aunt, and now am again.

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