Loving the Fam

Since moving back to the bay, I have spent a ridiculous amount of time with my family. It reminds me of how much I love them. Why? Read on!

Mother: Cuts my hair into cute, short, summer styles. Teaches me that when waxing, never put the application stick into the wax for an extended period of time b/c it'll take too long to cool down before application to skin. (you'd think I could have figured this one out, but it really works!)

Father: Officially banned from Blockbuster. Seriously, who manages to accomplish this feat in their life? Freaking awesome. He decided to take matters into his own hands when multiple DVD's he rented did not work. Wrote "no fucking good" on them, and even broke some of them. Then got into a fight with the manager about their differing ideas of what is the correct thing to do in the situation. Needless to say, Hollywood video is the next victim (and Netflix, but he seems to be getting away with vandalism there).

Sister: Proceeds to bring up the topic of how we would want to die during our Father's Day dinner. Without hesitation, she states there are two ways she'd like to go, and I quote directly:
a." Getting hit by a title wave. Let's face it, how cool would that be?"
b. "Getting eaten by the Loch Ness Monster. Then I would know what it looked like".

Seriously, who thinks of that? She's freaking awesome! If only I can get her out of bed tomorrow (today) to shop/eat lunch with me. Sigh...