family feuds and fashions

Kansas City Christmas is always an interesting one - starting with the fashions. And this family is as diverse as the fashions they sport. In a family of nine children, I suppose that's inevitable. The "good old days" come up - each year a new story or a new version of an old story is told. This year I learned that she wasn't expelled in seventh grade for kissing a boy in the back of a church. Rather, she was expelled in seventh grade for kissing a boy inside the boys bathroom in the back of the church. And he didn't pass substances out the basement window. His customers came through the window after a series of taps to complete the deal inside. It wasn't a drive up deal at all. It was a walk up deal. And, well, she believed Clinton when he said he didn't inhale. He said in response to her, "What? He didn't inhale? What a waste." And, for the record, the car he drove was never a hearse. It was only a station wagon. During story time, the phone rang. "[insert last name of family here] morgue. You stab 'em, we slab 'em."

Family. You take them as they come.