Post by Ohhmm(bligo) on Jun 23, 2013 11:33:46 GMT -5
I've explained to you how my kids and my animals are MUCH bigger freaks than I.
But now.
Shortly after we got home from dropping MIL off after Kristen's dance recital last night, the phone rang (9:45 at night). Of course I assumed someone had died. Jason picks it up, yells WHAT, and runs down the steps, FALLING DOWN THE LAST TWO. And runs outside. I am trying to get the kids in bed, and have naked asses URRYWHUR, so I'm turning out the lights and looking out the windows for the fire while Cambria is yelling HAEE FA-ERRS DAY, MAHAMAAAAAA at me.
Then he comes inside and starts getting ready for bed.
I said, "Yeah, HELLO??" He said that MIL called and told him there was this weird dark shape in the sky over the hotel next door to them, and it was changing shapes, and she thought it was a UFO (she loves Chinese sky lanterns and always calls us so we can go outside and look at them when she sees one over her house (we live 5 blocks away)). FIL was in the background, yelling, "CHRIST, it's JUST a BALLOON." Then she asked him if Kristen remembered her flowers.
This morning, Jason called her to ask her something about FIL. She answered, and then said, "oh, I was so MAD at him last night!" And told him about how FIL is always rolling onto her side of the bed, and last night she shoved him away, so he went staggering out of the room and she heard a crash. Somehow, even though the tub is no where near the path between the bathroom door and the toilet, he fell over and landed inside the tub, and BIL had to pull him out because he was too drunk.
WTF. Backstory? I have none. FIL is usually some degree of drunk, but MIL almost never drinks. We think she MAY have gotten into the wine last night, though.
I love them.
Why is everything and everyone around me so insane?
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby