Defenestrating Thoughts from the Bivouac

If you haven’t met Crissy’s sister Jill, you’re missing out. Everyone loves Jill. Especially the media. For a not famous person, she has her picture in the paper a lot; once at a Special Olympics, she was dancing to music and pretty soon, a huge circle of college student volunteers and fellow athletes started clapping and cheering.

And a nearby reporter took a picture that appeared on the front page of the local newspaper the next day.

Recently, someone met Jill at the swimming pool and next thing we knew Jill is featured in the “Our Town” series of the Columbia Tribune.

It’s a cute little article; but it could have been more in depth and had more stuff about her (or at least about me!). And the picture was a little weird. I prefer this one. :-)

I think Jill must have been a little nervous; she doesn’t usually give one word answers. And, if you’re wondering, Jill does indeed test her glucose all by herself. Everything from the prick to calibrating her glucose meter.

And you can really trust her to do everything; except one small thing: read the number display correctly. For whatever reason, Jill will often transpose numbers when reading them to you. So a reading of 185 can become 815, which can cause a panic. Personally, I think Jill can read it fine, but likes to have the whole room say, “Jill!” when reads the number incorrectly.

Oh well, knowing Jill, she’ll be in the paper many, many more times. Maybe we could get her an afternoon talk show. If not, we may just have to sit down and finally write that book about Jill.