oh, home-made saskatoon berry wine.
and scrabble with my mom.
i always try and explain my family to others and i always fail. i've never found anyone comfortable enough hanging out with them to truly appreciate the awesome. and oh, there is awesome. sometimes it's hiding behind the mass of psychological scarring they've inflicted on me over the years, but it's there.
hmmm. i wonder if i can steal more wine without my mom calling me a lush.
oh whatever. she knows i've had a week that warrants copious amounts of homemade wine. co-pi-ous.
and scrabble with my mom.
i always try and explain my family to others and i always fail. i've never found anyone comfortable enough hanging out with them to truly appreciate the awesome. and oh, there is awesome. sometimes it's hiding behind the mass of psychological scarring they've inflicted on me over the years, but it's there.
hmmm. i wonder if i can steal more wine without my mom calling me a lush.
oh whatever. she knows i've had a week that warrants copious amounts of homemade wine. co-pi-ous.
Also, your family does sound highly amusing.