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Thursday, August 31, 2006

my family: a comedy

I have nothing to do. Except laundry and annoy Paul by calling him at work. Which, go figure, gets annoying.

This morning I woke up at either four or five to the sound of my mom yelling at my grandpa (because he can't hear very well and Taiwanese people talk loud to begin with) that he can't go back to Taiwan yet because he just got here yesterday. Apparently he woke up in the middle of the night and decided that while America is nice and all he would really like to go back to Taiwan. Like, RIGHTNOW.

Eventually I fell back asleep but around eight the hubbub started again. My dad came into my room looking for the cat and then my mom started yelling for my sister to wake up. Then my mom came into my room to ask me (again) whether or not I was sure the new regulations would allow her to bring carry on luggage. I tried to just lay in bed for awhile but eventually gave up and crawled downstairs to see if I could be of any assistance to anyone.

I heard some commotion between my mom and my sister because my sister thought it would be easier to check in her luggage but eventually capitulated because no one else was checking in luggage and she didn't want to be the cause of them all waiting around the baggage claim in Detroit. But this meant we had to consult the TSA website about whether or not she could bring her eczma lotion on board with her since she has the tendency to break out in hives when she travels. According to the TSA website you can bring either 4 oz or less of prescription medication with the passenger's name on it OR 4 oz or less of essential non-prescription medication. Well my sister's lotion IS prescription but she had thrown away the box that had her name on it so she was panicking about whether or not it would qualify. Finally I just told her that it was only a 1/2 oz tube and just to tell the TSA screeners (if they gave her crap) that she would break out in hives on the plane without it. But I think she was still skeptical because she went down to my mom about it.

Then my mom told me to go downstairs and hang out with my grandparents but she came down a few minutes later to remind my grandpa to take his high blood pressure medicine, which made him slightly irate. He started going off about how he didn't even bring his medication and he didn't need it anyway, but apparently his daughter (he's actually my step-grandfather) had given the medicine to my grandma before they left Taiwan. However, he still refused to take it and my grandmother scoffed at the idea of taking high blood pressure medicine, because well he had just eaten a banana. And apparently if you've eaten a banana you really don't need high blood pressure medication. It may sound strange, but I've found that my grandmother is usually right about these things. She has this uncanny ability to come to the same conclusions as all these scientific studies before the studies have even come out. I kid you not.

So anyway, after that little escapade, suddenly my grandmother started wondering where one of her purses was. We thought she was talking about the luggage which my dad had already taken to the van because my dad gets nervous when taking people to the airport and always starts packing things into the car as soon as he can. So we had to bring the bag back in to be searched to no avail. My mom kept asking my grandmother what was in the purse that she needed since she already had her other purse with her, and my grandmother kept saying it had the passports in it. Except my mom had taken the passports from her on the day they arrived because my grandmother, who is getting on in years, has a tendency to misplace important things like her passport and her wallet (which is something that happened last time she came to visit). But regardless, she would not let us leave for the airport until we found this other purse and when we did eventually find it we realized that she was really trying to find my grandfather's high blood pressure medicine.

So my mom ran out to the car where my dad had already buckled in my grandpa and she straight up lied to him and told him that she was giving him some vitamins so he would take his medication!

Ah yes, this morning was pure comedy. And I couldn't go back to bed after all that excitement. Somehow the cat slept through all of it though.

wingless was still breathing at 6:56 PM -

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