My Jeanne pool.

I wasn't going to mention this.

I was going to keep it under wraps. To protect the feelings of my family.

But - its just too funny not to share. So...Here it goes.

About 7:30 in the morning, the phone rings.

"Hello my dear Niece, it's your Auntie. I have a question for you." (Like with her New England accent I wouldn't know....)

"Well sure, how can I help ya!" while sipping my freshly made Starbucks.

"You said in your Christmas post you wanted the Norah Jones CD? You said you wanted her first one?" (Ok - I will play along)

"Yes - I don't know the name of it - but its not her new CD."

"Well, I belong to Columbia House and I have just pulled up her CD's and she has two CD's out." (Do you see where this is going yet?)

"Right. I want the first one."

"Here's my question, she has one that came out in 2002 and one in 2004. Which one do you want?"

Does anyone see the humor in this yet?

Later that morning....

"Hello? Its your Ol' Gramma! Can you talk for just a sec?" (We all know a sec = 1 hour)

"Sure Gramma."

"Well, let's just say someone was to buy you a robe." (For the record - every year I get a robe from her.)

"Yeeesss?"

"Well - what size would be good?"

Thinking - do I really have to answer this question? Doesn't she realize that she has already bought me a robe? Is she just going thru the pile o' stuff on her bed that she regifts and came across another robe and thought of me?

"So, Gramma - you getting me another robe?"

"Nooooooo, I am just wondering because you are the same size as someone else I know."

Sure.

So, does anyone want to know what I am getting for Christmas this year?

You guys slay me.