I heard the next morning that he was arrested somewhere..

Not that it really needs to be said but I love my Oma. Actually, it does need to be said. Just received this lovely email detailing her 70-something-th birthday party. I especially love the ease of her interweb-speak:

HI SWEETIE,

I'm ok thank you.We all met at the place where Karen works and had some tacos and a few drinks on the 21st for my Birthday.Larry was the only one that didn't show up because he was working a side job.We met at 6pm and I think we were all home after 8pm.We sat outside on the terrace but it was noisy.Some guy kept telling us that he was a relative of the Millers side and every second sentence was the big "F" word.After listening to that for about 30 min I had to stand up and finally told him to shut up. Patty told him that he was a pig lol.He was drunk tho and I heard the next morning that he was arrested somewhere..

Its raining here today and I love it wooohooo.Heard you went to Montreal.Did you enjoy it?
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And then, speaking of grannies, I met a nice gentleman in Canada who runs this swell little blog: http://nappingnannas.blogspot.com/
so good.
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Last night, after dumplings with the children, we headed to one of my favorite places in all of New York. This snapshot is probably the best visual representation of the most amazing sonic experience on the island. We drank tall boys, did cartwheels/back-bends then shimmied out into the lovely evening.
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This morning, BrB was giggling like a little kid in his sleep so I turned to look at him and he was grabbing one of his index fingers with his eyes closed so I says, I says "Hey, are you asleep?" and he keeps smiling and then he says "Yes, a goat just bit my finger."

6 hours later, I am still laughing.