July 23, 2008
I got to meet my step-father's family today, or rather: his sister, who turned sixty; his mother, who is a year short of ninety-five, and his nephew, who is adorable. I accidentally slipped into their accents, and feeling embarrassed, I went outside to try and charm the cats the sister owned, but they were shy and ran away. The mother welcomed me into the family with a gift: a wristwatch. I thanked her graciously, and rather nervously, because she was so old and frail. I was so stuffed with cake upon arriving home that I crashed into bed.