(Scene: SD is driving, mom is in passenger seat. Mom's phone rings. It is MG, my married sister.)
Mom: Hello MG, Just letting you know I'm in the car with SD, you're on speaker.
MG: Hi ma. Hi SD.
(tedious conversation follows)
MG: So, SD, what are you doing for shalach manos this year?
SD: I'd teeeeell you...but then I'd have to keeeeell you...
MG: Oh stop it. Ma, what is she doi-
SD: (places foot firmly on accelarator) She'd teell you, but then I'd have to keell both of you.
Mom: (holding on for dear life) Er, I don't think I want to die yet...
I'm not sure what monumental lesson I was learning from this, but am I the only one who wonders why "older" girls are not "supposed" to make shalach manos? What if I have a great time doing it? What if I love getting creative? What if I love the feeling of having my shalach manos talked about for months? Do I need to wait till I'm married, just like all the other stuff? Now I know why they call it a "crisis"!
(If this post sounds incoherent, it shouldn't be. It's a quarter to two in the morning and I have no idea why I'm up, aside from the shalach manos designing session I just had...)