Sunday, March 27

spring break vs. the real world

Being home is boring.  I'd rather be back in Palm Springs with my Griswold-esque family, eating the Sheriff's home cooking, bugging Mama Ging to do my taxes (she's amazing at finding extra money!), and having a backyard for Sweet Pea to frolic and play.

Who would you rather drink with?  Me and my family?  Or alone?

But being home means sleeping in our lovely Queen-sized bed (vs. the King at the rental house...which is massive...and I feel the need for a bullhorn to say "Good Night" to Mr. Wookie), and there's no needing to protect a 1-year-old nephew from a 65-pound, I-just-want-to-lick-the-shit-outta-this-nephew English Bulldog.  Maybe by delaying the Yays and Nays of Spring Break, I'll actually be inspired to write the post.

And really, who wouldn't want to drink with my family?  We put the "fun" in dysfunctional.  And make short busses look intelligent.


  1. Hehe! Looks like your family is a laugh a minute to hang out with! Maybe Mama Ging can help me with my taxes…...

  2. I tagged you in Handwriting fun, if you want to play along. :)

  3. I would like to use a bullhorn to wake my husband in ANY size bed. Great idea.