Twilight Bark for G-ma and G-pa

Remember in “101 Dalmatians”, when the dogs in the village wanted to talk to each other, they would bark to the dog next door, and it would carry on until every one heard the news? It was called a ‘twilight bark,’ as I recall. Well, I was going to call G-ma & G-pa just now, but I realized that they would say, how’s Melanie? how was the party?, and I would not have an answer, so if you could please get back to me with a brief synopsis of the party – kind of a like a society column item – then I can call the G-parents with answers to all of their questions.
Write back soon!
<3 momula

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    • 1.  You know me

      How about Melanie fucking calls her grandparents herself?

      July 25, 2008 at 4:30 pm

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    • 2.  Elle

      geez. you are a bit too intense there, “Trackback.”

      and ps – I knew exactly about the “twilight bark!” gotta love a nice disney movie reference.

      July 26, 2008 at 12:13 am

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    • 3.  kelly

      This seems like a sneaky way for Mom to hear about the party…

      July 26, 2008 at 10:16 am

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    • 4.  Russ

      Was the Disney reference really relevant?

      July 28, 2008 at 11:30 pm

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    • 5.  TimBuk2

      Russ : Was the “” reference a clue to your diminished mental capacity???

      July 29, 2008 at 8:03 am

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    • 6.  momula

      In my defense, if I had known when I wrote this email that it would be posted ON THE INTERNET FOR ALL THE WORLD TO SEE, I would have tried to draw the “twilight bark” reference and the family phone calls together better. . . . when I call my mother (“G-ma”), she asks how Melanie is, and I feel funny when I have to say, “I don’t know,” so I try to talk with Melanie before I talk to G-ma.
      Also, I believe the party that I asked about in the email was Melanie’s first party in her new apartment, a Christmas party that I drove 100 miles the morning of to drop off furniture & extra chairs, so I felt entitled to a review of the festivities. If it turned into a drunken orgy, she wouldn’t have to tell me the truth or anything.

      August 5, 2008 at 10:58 am

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    • 7.  kelly

      Ooh Mom guilt in the comments section! Classic! :)

      August 5, 2008 at 12:23 pm

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Love, Mom