Does anyone else have a ritual with their family members? I blame my Mom for this one. Since I can remember, we've been fascinated by each others purse. You can't walk in the door without getting the complete purse review. Where did you get that? Can I have it? Sure enough, we return to my house after a few drinks out on our sister/niece evening and we immediately trade purses. We dump everything on the table and do the big switcharoo. We've been doing this for years. If my Mom was alive right now, she would kill for Bev's purse that is now Debbie's. Are you following?
It is a funny thing moving back to where you came from. Years have gone by ( a few marriages, new kids, new jobs, new homes, loss of parents, etc...) but we will always be four girls from the Italian section of St. Louis raised by an OCD mom that was really really funny when she drank (how's that for a complex explanation?) Since I've been back our differences seem to lessen (even though there's a few Republicans sprinkled in that mix who I won't name in fear of retribution) Their stories help me understand myself better and make my memories a little clearer, if that makes sense. I'm happy to be back home. Nothing makes me feel better than Mia and Maz leaving to visit their aunts or cousins. Plus, who else is going to tell you a few pound less in your mid-section wouldn't hurt while they're smiling at you.
