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Who is this?

Last night we returned home at 11:00 p.m. and checked our messages. There was a message from my sister at 12:57 p.m. before we had gone to our friend's house, so I couldn't figure out why I didn't hear the phone. After I listened I knew why.

"Hi, it's me. I am trying to get a hold of you for the seventh time, yes I said the seventh. I am not going to try to call you again, you can call me if you want to know why I have been calling seven times. Everytime I call JG picks up the phone and says, "Who is this?" I tell him it is Auntie Amy and I want to talk to your mom. He then hangs up on me - seven times this has happened and I am not calling again. Goodbye."

I then remembered JG mentioned someone called when I was in the shower, but he didn't know who it was. I didn't check the phone because I assumed it was a telemarketer, not my sister.

For some reason JG has this disdain thing going on for his Auntie, why I do not know. However I believe it began in 2004 when she was kidding around with him and gave him a wedgie, I guess our son can hold a grudge. Anyway, the saga continues...

I must go now and call my sister.

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Karen said…
Note to self: when you finally meet JG, do NOT give him a wedgie.

What was the news??
10:21 AM
Susan said…
You know what? I have no idea. When I talked to her we started to talk about something else and never got back to it.

Ha.
10:17 PM
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