I just got back from dinner at the bro and sis-in-law's. It was a madhouse as always. For not being into kids, I always have fun around her family. On the drive home, I recalled one of the first times I met my sister-in-law's family. We had dinner at Don Pablo's in Bloomington. I don't recall the exact circumstances, but one of the sisters, then in her early teens was trying to get involved in the conversation on the other end of the table.

She demanded, "What are you guys talking about?"

One of the older sisters replied, "Just mind your own business. We're having a conversation here."

"No! I want to know what you're talking about!"

The older sister's fiance knew how to quell her curiosity. "We're talking about your period."

Not a peep out of her the rest of the meal.