I have in-laws in my house and a random creative soul and soon a little chirpy Brit will be joining the lot of us.
I don't have dogs. They were sent on a vacation of their own.
Who is that beautiful baby on your wall?
|She's getting married. To a boy. Who does gross stuff to her. Gross.|
I am listening to my wife and mother-in-law talk politics. I am amused.
There are two types of families: the one you are born into and, the one you choose. Sometimes you get lucky enough to be born into a family of people you would otherwise choose. This is one of those weeks we get to have a mingling of both types of family. I like that.
I hope you are well. If not, know that someone loves you. Not me, but someone.