my family is pretty effing sweet. we spend most evenings at the dinner table telling poop jokes and trying to outdo each other in TWSS fodder, reminiscing about family gatherings gone awry, quote movies like it’s our job, and insult each other’s intelligence levels in between bites and bouts of uncontrollable laughter.
single males aged 23-30 who enjoy such activities and can hold their own, call me.
i was informed on sunday that my parents and sister were hosting six of my college friends for dinner and drinks. my parents think of them as their own kids, my sister as their sibling. if i came home for a weekend or specific event, i usually had one or two of them in tow and they fit seamlessly into the fam – sharing their own bathroom humor and crazy college stories. on school breaks, the ones who also lived in the twin cities would come over for pizza/movie night or summer days barbecuing by the pool.
i received a few updates throughout the evening via text:
“mike is holding chilly (dog). your dad told him to not touch chilly’s penis, even though chilly wants him to.”
“your mom just said ‘yeah, i got off to betty crocker.’ quote of the f-in evening!”
“OMG and then out of context ur dad goes ‘no uncle ben? what, you racist or something?’ I WISH U WERE HERE FOR THIS.”
all i can say is, they would.
when my sister and my friend margs informed me that a special photo album had been made for me this evening, i was pumped.
i’m taking this moment to share a few of the photos, featuring one of my high school senior pictures that were taken during a time before i discovered the usefulness of a flat iron and somehow owned a turtleneck. who let me out of the house??
as todd oldham jeans in junior high used to say, please enjoy.
cavy arriving to the party in style
minnie playing the piano for me (christmas decorations? really?)
pit stop with cavy
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feeding the dogs
posing with the dogs (merged)
current event discussion
there are many more, but that would be the LONGEST POST EVER and i’m not really into that.
happy hump day, folks!
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all I can say is that this is awesome. I hope if I ever have kids that I’m this cool of a parent.
I love it! My family was kind of similar…my parents moved away to Georgia when I was in college, though, so now it’s “when are we getting drinks with your parents?!” whenever they come into town.
Oh, and your high school picture SO isn’t as scary as my middle school picture (zits, short hair and braces? It’s a miracle that I didn’t spend all of 8th grade shoved in a locker).
Hahaha that’s awesome. And don’t worry, I think your school pic is sweet. I have some that are absolutely HORRIFYING. Thank God by the time I finished university I understood how to put eyeliner on… as in, the thickest line should NOT go on the lower lid.
that is a GENIUS idea! i wish my friends/family would send me an album like that.
also, ditto to what kate said — you look adorable in that picture!
First of all, I just found your blog today and if this post is any indication on what your blog is all about, then I’m down!
Secondly, your parents and friends sound awesome!!!
This is hilarious.
Come visit me. YESTERDAY.
God I love you.
hahaha that is BEYOND awesome!
one of my sister’s highschool friends is completely a part of our family too – she comes over to visit my parents without my sister there a lot. and always comes to thanksgiving with us, after thatfirst year my sister invited her upon finding out she’d NEVER HAD THANKSGIVING DINNER before. a travesty.