Random Call of the Day

I mean, it was SO random I just had to blog about it.

The son of one of our close family friends is getting married on Sunday. Growing up, almost every childhood summer involved taking a trip to Long Island to visit Uncle, Aunty and R&J. I always believed R was considerably older than the rest of us, mainly because us girls (my sisters and J) would do our own thing and R secluded himself in his room playing video games and such (I knew this because we snuck into his room once and started playing his Nintendo). So much so was the lack of communication between us (or me as I can only speak for myself) and R that in the years we've known this family, I think I've spoken to him a total of two times, and I'm pretty sure that one time it was just a hello.

Anyway.

This morning I'm checking my voicemail, and to my surprise, R left me a message ("Hi Gini, this is R...J's brother") asking me whether my family is coming to his wedding because he hadn't received an RSVP. I knew for certain, and later confirmed, that my parents replied, because they had specifically asked me whether I'd be here for the wedding and I distinctly remembering saying no.

I only wish you knew how absolutely remote and bizarre and RANDOM this was because then you'd know how I weirdly appreciated it.