Are You My Mother?

The following is a verbatim email conversation between Emily Gilmore and me that happened just this afternoon:

Emily: 
The word is spreading.

Nakedjen: 

see mom?!  you've known since i was five that i've always been very precocious.  it only took 40 years for the rest of the world to catch up with me!

 

Emily:  no honey - the rest of the world will never catch up with you.  Robin will be here March 10th - 15th   

Nakedjen:  yes, i know.  she announced it on facebook!

i'm choosing my sundance tickets at 5:00.  so, i could get you some of the same tickets (maybe) for you on saturday.  should i try to do that for you.  for the films robert thinks you might like to see??

Emily:  i have been looking at the film list for a while - it is QUITE overwhelming - it sort of becomes a process of elimination.  I know I do not want SHORTS or documentary stuff or animation.    No gays, no alcoholism, no infidelity, no divorce, no cross-dressers, no violence, no TOO MUCH NOISE,   do they have any musicals?    i think i should just wait to see what to buy on day of   ???   we'll see how it works out.

Nakedjen:

Mom, in other words, NO FESTIVAL.  your email just made me laugh.  out loud.  because, honestly?  you just eliminated nearly the ENTIRE list of films at sundance this year.  i think the festival you want is showing at leisure world.

 

xoxo

Honestly, people, there are days, like today, where she truly earns her Emily Gilmore reputation and I shake my head and have to wonder is she REALLY my mother?  I hope Robert can find her something she might like because goodness knows I'm going to be seeing a lot of documentaries about divorced gay alcoholics who cheat on cross-dressing spouses while toting machine guns.  Somehow, I don't think those are the films Emily wants to go see with me, do you?

Sundance starts on my birthday this year.  Isn't it nice of Robert to always schedule Sundance for my birthday?  I can't think of a better or happier way to celebrate it.  For reals.