Mass. Trip '10, day THREE

Visit with in-laws.  An hour’s drive down to Attleboro and another hour back.  We usually don’t stay this far north, but we were looking for an inexpensive hotel with a kitchen suite—and “inexpensive” is not very compatible with “Boston area”.

My brother-in-law’s stepdaughter is getting married soon.  Using the terminology from this post, it’s “Cousin #4” that is marrying “Missouri-drawling boyfriend”.  While BIL #2 was recounting the difficulties in setting up the wedding, he let slip that Cousin #4 uses the verb to jew meaning “to refuse to spend the money required by the situation”.  He regretted the word as soon as it left his mouth, but my children had no idea what he was talking about.  They lead such sheltered lives!

When we first arrived at BIL #3’s house, his children were hiding under couch pillows because “people from Canada” were coming.  But it was 95°F so we weren’t wearing our mukluks (actually, we don’t own any).  Cousin #3 is about twice as old as the last time I saw her, while Cousin #1 is only 20% older and seems much the same, perhaps a bit less prone to tantrums.