I got to see my new cousin today. His name is RJ, and he's a tiny ball of meat still. He was passed around the room like a sorority girl, so I got to hold him, and Brian got to hold him. Naturally I did it wrong, so he grumbled at me until I had him positioned correctly. This child is going to be a boob man. Seriously. There are no little boobies in his immediate family. Even if by some chance he turns out gay, he'll be a boob man. Oh, man, I can tell if I do spawn, I'm going to be glad we live in Florida. There was a point I wanted to tell my grandmother, "For God's sake, woman! He's trying to sleep in my arms and he's just fine. Quit molestering him!" She's pretty thrilled to have a new grandbaby. I already made my soft promise to the kid. "You can call your aunt Shan when your parents just aren't being cool." His mother laughed.
His father, my cousin David, and I got into a debate over basicly politics. David is a redneck, and a cop, so his ideas about certain things are not enlightened. I don't think he's as bad really as he sounds, but he's very used to arguing with his wife and his Mom, and so he takes a position of digging in his heels and not budging. It was amusing though because he and I were just debating, but we can be loud, and my grandmother, and his wife, Gwyn, kept trying to change the subject, as though they feared a fight. They just don't know us Earth signs very well. He's a Capricorn, and I'm Virgo, and when we decide to go after a subject, we don't leave it until we are done. Or maybe David and I are just stubborn mules, but either way they had no power to divert us.
Then we got on the subject of the Oscars, and Aunt Cricket was peeved that a rap/hip hop song won Best Song. Personally, I could give a flip, but she was negative toward it. Naturally
Brokeback Mountain came up. David swore to the heavens he's never watch that movie. I don't blame him. He liked Jake Gyllenhaal in Jarhead, and decided that seeing him kiss, or snuggle Heath Ledger wasn't for him. Gwyn swore to make him watch it. I don't know what's with those two some times. They obviously love each other, but they could argue over the color blue. I told them my opinion, that it's a chick flick with two dudes. David busted out with "Gives a whole new meaning to the word, 'cowpoke'." I died laughing. Gwyn was less amused. "How could you say that in front of your grandmother??" Nona was chuckling uncomfortably. She'll get over it though. It's payback for the Oprah Winfrey joke.
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