So there I was....minding my very own business, when Aunt Chrissy decided to drop by for a visit.
Well. OK. She actually came over to deliver the contact lens solution that I called her about as she was standing in the Target waiting for a prescription to be filled.
ME: "Hi, Aunt Chrissy. Can you pick up some contact lens solution for me?"
AC: "Why didn't you get it last night when we were here and you said you were absolutely positive that there wasn't one more thing you needed every single time I asked you if you were sure there wasn't one more thing that you might need but were forgetting?"
ME: "I forgot".
So she came to deliver the contact lens solution and then we had meatloaf sandwiches. This, of course, naturally lead us to a discussion of her new cell phone's ring tones.
AC: "I've got you programmed with the music from The Soprano's, but we need to change it. What do you want to be your theme song?"
ME: "What are my choices?"
AC: "For you? Well, here's a small list that I came up with: Here I Go Again , Don't Fear The Reaper, She's a Brick House, The Bitch is Back, and my personal favorite for you...Crazy. What'll it be?"
Subtle, isn't she?