My mother had a will awarding custody of us to her BFF from high school. (My parents were divorced by that time, natch.)

We have a real grown-up lawyered will; if we both die my SIL gets the kids but she and Nutty split control of the cash in trust for them (if any). I think we remembered to tell them both about this... Except the baby isn't in the will. Should fix that.

I bet for 2/3rds of my stuff they'll be going, "Why the fuck did he have this?"

I didn't really think my parents were pack-rats but I couldn't believe some of the stuff my Dad kept--bills and statements going back forever. However, that also meant finding things like the (40-year-old) cancelled check for my mother's engagement ring. Which was pretty cool.

My sibs and I already divided the important stuff. Which came down to a bowl from Louisville and a set of plates from Spain, really. Well, my sister and I did. And we gave absent bro the part he'd really want anyway. That is way fairer than he has any right to expect.

There may be a painting or two still to divide, but that's about it. Fortunately there's three full sets of china (Mom, Nana, Great-Aunt), so only limited bickering potential there.

I mean, not that there's not lots of smaller stuff, but as far as the seriously meaningful. And anyway, we are totally capable of finding umpteen other things to argue about, so I guess it's nice to have this settled.

(Nice is not the word my father used. Go figure. Possibly we should have had this conversation out of his hearing.)

Dillo's up for grabs!

Google news is giving me whiplash. Prince Harry is not going to Iraq.

I am flea's executor! That is the second executorship I have lined up. In case others of you were looking for somebody to skim a nice percentage off the top when you croak. I think it is a job I will be very good at!!

Kidding, kidding. I take my fees upfront, and do not have to skim a tall.

My mom's already made it a point to go through and divvy up some of the family photos, and ID the ones she's keeping with who's who on the back. We were lucky on my dad's side that his mom and aunt went through their family photos a few years before they passed away and IDed as many as they could.

I've never met any of my paternal grandparents' families, other than Grandma's sister and her children, Grandpa's technically-uncle-but-practically-brother Gus, and at their 50th anniversary, Grandpa's brother Helmer came over from Sweden with his daughter Urta and her son Michael. So, seeing those photos was strange, since I apparently have a lot more relatives on that side than I ever knew of.

My grandmother keeps trying to give me stuff already, but I don't want it yet! Not sure if she has an actual itemized will, or if we'll be expected to divvy everything up on our own...

I am so over my 3 o'clock meeting, and it hasn't even fucking started yet. I knew I should have gone to bed earlier last night.

I have "pop culture" listed as one of my hobbies also. In the interview for this job, the first interview asked me what "pop culture" was.

Given the whole biotech aspect, maybe he was thinking it was soda in a petrie dish.

Given the whole biotech aspect, maybe he was thinking it was soda in a petrie dish.

Yeah, those microbes don't go much for the diet Pepsi....