April 20, 2012
I've almost forgotten about you! With school and everything, I really have been very busy. Aunt Dawnie asked me if I had written anything in her present yet today. That's how I remembered.
Anyway, Aunt Dawnie told me that most people start out by writing down stuff about their life and the people in it. Silly Aunt Dawnie. I'm not going to forget who I am! But I really like Aunt Dawnie, so I'll try it:
My name is Angela Joyce Summers. My mommy is Buffy Anne Summers and my daddy is William Summers. Aunt Dawnie said that "Summers" isn't actually his real last name, but she can be really silly sometimes. I mean, only mommies change their last names when they get married. Aunt Anya said that it was a "degrading chauvinistic practice." Whatever that means.
I have a very big family. There's Aunt Dawnie, who's Mommy's sister. She's a doctor and she's living with us until she finds her own apartment. But I don't want her to move out so I'm glad she can't find another place to live. She's one of my bestest friends.
Then there's Aunt Willow, who is married to Uncle Xander. They're both Mommy's friends. When I asked Aunt Willow if they were Daddy's friends too, Uncle Xander snorted and said something about "soul-boy junior" and Aunt Willow jabbed him with her elbow and said yes. They have a boy my age, Jesse Harris. He's the most annoying boy I know, but that's okay. All boys are annoying. I like Aunt Willow. She bakes me chocolate chip cookies. Uncle Xander's okay, too, I guess, even if Daddy calls him an "annoying whelp" when he thinks no one's listening.
Then there's Gran-oops-Uncle Rupert. He doesn't like it when I call him Grandpa. He sometimes mutters that he's "not that bloody old." He's from England, just like Daddy, and he usually only comes over on the holidays or when Mommy and Daddy get really worried and yell at each other and Jesse comes over and Aunt Dawnie watches us and we watch videos the whole night. Mommy and Daddy always come home before morning looking beat-up and Aunt Willow, Uncle Xander, and Uncle Rupert is with them. He's really nice, but also gets funny looks a lot. And he likes to clean his glasses, especially when Aunt Anya's over on a rare visit.
Then there's Aunt Anya. She only comes over once in a very long while now. Last time I saw her was when I was still seven. She stopped by while on business and only dropped in to say hi. I like her best of all, because she makes all the other adults give funny looks and she tells me cool stories about nice demons who grant wishes and do good, sort of like fairy godmothers. But once Mommy overheard and made her stop.
I think I have more aunts and uncles in LA. But they've never visited and we've never gone to see them.
I have to go eat dinner now. Uh-oh. I think it's Mommy's day to cook.