Mary Poppins (c) The Walt Disney Co
Mary Poppins: First of all I would like to make one thing perfectly clear.
Mr Banks: Yes?
Mary Poppins: I never explain anything.
(exits)
my two teenage californian cousins are visiting the east coast for a couple of weeks and the other two will arrive this weekend... imagine the thrill of seeing them once again... and the intermittent headaches my aunt n suffers in the hands of these headstrong, crazy youths... i just laugh at the thought. i had my own share of experience monday night during dinner, yup, my turn to be mary poppins...the two were all over me. one kept talking about her shopping spree while the other kept talking about her newfound love. naturally, the whole family would freak out if they found out about the boyfriend's intention of marrying her (well, if a member of my family's reading this, you know now). my cousin begged me to call her boyfriend because she's grounded from the phone ("or maybe your boyfriend if i can't call mine", she said eagerly). apparently, her guy called very late the other night (probably PDT, not realising we're ahead by 3 hrs) and woke my uncle up, "who are you?" the guy asked. my uncle replied, "who are you?" well... the rest is history. call me a sucker but when i heard about my cousin's boyfriend's tragedy, i took the law (erm phone) in my hands and dragged my cousin to the study so she could call him while i stood guard. half an hour later, i was in deep shit, even i am grounded from the phone indefinitely. i just wonder if it ever occurred to my aunts that besides not being a teen anymore, i have a cellphone so it kinda beats the purpose? sheesh.
the next day, we all went out and passed through the lincoln tunnel, a 1.5 mile-long tunnel under the hudson river. in the heat of the day, i felt like a roasted chicken in the backseat of the car, my sunglasses couldn't protect the rest of my body. as i pondered my misery over the 4 bottles of water that i gulped down before we left the house, my 13 year old cousin suddenly spoke, warning us to hold our breaths because it's bad luck to breathe inside a tunnel -- (huh??) the other cousin heeded the advice and held her breath (i told them the tunnel was very long and it was traffic so by the time we got out, we'd all be dead.) the one who heeded the advice kept asking, "are we there yet? how long is this gonna take?" luckily, we got out of the tunnel still alive but my two cousins were barely breathing.
after that shenanigan, we got out of the car and walked around for a bit, one of my cousins almost got into a fight with a guy whom she insisted was staring at us. she said, "stop looking at my cousin, you freak!" omg. these californians do not know what tough is, #1 rule, do not get into a fight with a new yorker. sigh.
so, what do i think about our little (mis)adventure(s) at the end of the day? we had the best time -- we totally rocked! i can't wait to get my hands on all four cousins next week, throw out old school while they're with me! if mary poppins used a spoonful of sugar that helped the medicine go down, i'll definitely use pizza.
since 2004.10