The cat isn't the only ridiculous one in this family.

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My dad drove me to work this morning. I was running late, so I dashed out the door with shoes and earrings and keys in hand, banana in mouth, and unhappy words in mind. I managed to squish everything in the car except for one renegade shoe, which decided it wanted to live on the driveway. Under the car.

Me: "Oh, shoe!"
Dad: "Sounds like a good children's story. The Shoe That Got Away."
Me: "Actually, I think it was something about a little old lady who lived in a shoe."
Dad: "Sure. You could be boring and mundane like that. I, on the other hand, like to be hip and cool."
Me: "Pfft. Now that you have this new TV, you think you're cutting edge, huh?"
Dad: "Yeah. Adam and I watched the Cubs lose last night on the new forty-screen inch uhh . . . LCD TV."
Me: ". . . For the record, that would be 'forty-inch screen.'"
Dad: "What did I say?"
Me: "'Forty-screen inch.'"
Dad: "Oh. Well. That's texting shorthand for 'forty-inch screen.'"

Thursday's Child

Thursday's Child

That sounds like an incident one might bemusedly chuckle at when it came across the forty-screen inch TV.

Your life is a sit-com! When does it turn into a real-life Flip This House series, though?

Rachelskirts

Rachelskirts

Thursday's Child - You know, I've been told that my life is like a sit-com since I was eight years old, which leads me to believe that I'm not making nearly enough money living with a crazy family. I guess I need a camera crew in my living room to start making the big bucks, though, and that would mean that I would have to cut down on all the time I spend prancing around in my underwear. (Just kidding. I'm way too shy for that.)

Anywho, the show I really want to be a part of is The Real Estate Pros. Trademark is such a fantastic real estate company. Richard Davis is my hero. Although, HOLY BUTTMONKEYS, his website is in Comic Sans. I think I'm going to go cry now.

Thursday's Child

Thursday's Child

:-( (I mean, is there really anything else to say?)