Okay, I really am related to half the county.

Someone pulls up, and I step outside with that "Can I help you?" look on my face. A lady gets out of the car and says "Hi, I'm Betty, remember me?" It was the folks we'd bought the house from. They'd unearthed a sign while unpacking that has this house number on it, which doesn't do them any good, so they wanted to drop it off. We chatted for a couple and she said "You know, my momma was a [last name]." "Oh?" says I. This is not that unusual, around here, for someone to say they know a [lastname] or ask if I'm related to such-and-such Lastname; it's a very common last name around here. ¹It's a little more unusual to meet someone who is one that I don't already know. "Yea, do you know Clifford and Edward?"

*blink*

"Yea, they're my cousins. Well, my dad's cousin's sons."

We didn't get into how she was related to them, but wow, talk about random. I need to email my dad and see if we can figure out where they're hooked in.




1. When I first started working at the community college, there was an issue with my computer account. I called in about it, and the tech asked "Okay, what's your last name?" I giggled and told him. There was a pause, then, "There's, um, 14 of you in here. What's your first name?"