Category Archives: Family matters

In which we discuss matters of the family.

I used to be pretty good at fake Jeopardy.

I love game shows. I used to love the wacky drama of “Let’s Make a Deal,” and I would watch “Jeopardy” with a calculator in hand to see how I’d fare if I were on the show. Poppy seems to have inherited my love of the game show. She latched on to “Wheel of Fortune” early on — she called it “the clapping show” — and she’s on a first-name basis with Trebek.

I’ve never been a contestant on a game show, and I’ve never really wanted to be. I’d feel really self-conscious, which would make me blow any chance at winning the big bucks. Or the Brand New Car, or whatever. I’d like to see Rockford on “Don’t Forget the Lyrics.” I think he’d do really well. As long as he didn’t make me one of his “backup singers.”

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I've got nothing

I’d intended to post a ha-ha little Elf Yourself video today, but the site is mocking me with its not-workingness. So now I don’t have anything to share with you. And Rockford is cleaning out the Black Hole Closet all by himself, and I should probably give him a hand.

My heart hurts

I’m struggling with how to write this today, so I’ll just spit it out: My dad’s youngest brother has a brain tumor.

I’m angry. It’s too soon for me to be able to process it without being angry.

Uncle Brian is having his bone marrow tested today. My dad, my grandma, my aunt and another of my uncles are there at the hospital with him. These people have spent so much time in hospital waiting rooms this year.

In the best-case scenario, today’s test will tell us that the growth isn’t cancerous. Please pray for the best-case scenario.