Apparently my complaints about Eli's nighttime feedings and my own sleep deprivation have not been vocal enough. Otherwise why would you have called me AT TWELVE THIRTY PM last night? When I grabbed for my phone in a half-awake panic, thinking, "Oh no, who's died?" you said nonchalantly, "Hi. Homework question: what is the opposite of Western religion?"
"What?" I demanded, barely coherent. "Is this some kind of trick question?"
Sister: "No, it's an essay thing. I'm just not sure what they're looking for here."
Me: (blinking in disbelief)(also, speaking slowly) "The opposite of west is east- you are familiar with the concept of DIRECTION, right?"
Sister: "I know, but do they mean Eastern religion, or a specific religion? What's a SPECIFIC Eastern religion?"
Me:(stares at phone, hand shaking with rage) Long pause. Sigh. "BUDDHISM? And also, GAAAA! Do not call me at this hour of night unless you are DYING!"
SISTER: (in injured tone) "Sorry. Geez."