About a month ago, my mother called me.
"Marcia! I'm at the airport dropping off your brother, and we had such a great visit. But you'll never guess what happened!! I just saw your friend Katie 'The Crow' at the airport!"
"That's great mom -"
"It's so exciting. You'll never believe this. She's home for a month because she's having back surgery..."
"MOM. Mom. STOP. I haven't seen Katie in twenty years."
"....she's graduating from graduate school. Her undergrad degree is in English and her graduate degree will be in..."
"Seriously, Mom, twenty years."
"... social work, and she wants to help poor children...."
"Mom, I've got to go."
"...as soon as her back heals. You have to go? Well, I'll tell Katie 'The Crow' that you're wishing her well! Bye!!"
And I hang up the phone. Matt, who overheard my half of the conversation immediately confronts me. "Mar, you need to be more exact with your words. You haven't seen her in 20 years? You're only 25. That's just unreasonable."
"No, honey. Katie and I went to preschool together and then she went to public school and I did not. I haven't laid eyes on her since I was 4. It's really been 21 years."
"Oh... Wow. That's kind of insane."