Thursday, August 20, 2009

My eleven year old brother told me the other day, "You should be a folk singer, You don't even know, your so different, so folky." That made my day, whether he said it so he could get mint chip ice cream or not.

He is the cutest thing ever, and really just has the greatest heart. He then after visiting me downstairs, went back up to play on his electric, with dollar store purple lensed, ozzy style glasses. cutest thing ever.

Little family moments like these make the summer worth it.

My mum the other day woke up and wanted to wear this weird sort of dress, she bought in Boston for like $80 bucks. Such a waste but we got a good laugh, because it was one of those dresses you could wrap around like a million ways, except she thought it looked sort of middle eastern inspired, so she wrapped it around her head, with her shoulders and nearly all of her leg showing. She said, "Oh look guys this is my style, 'the alternative muslim.'" I think I laughed for ten minutes. So funny.

We are nuts and have a kitchen that has been put off for far too long.
Im glad we are re-doing it. Last year when my sister was high off her ass she decided to draw on our banner around the top of the kitchen. We had a thin strip of decorative 'cows' (ask about my mothers obsesssion with country cows at some other point), but she decided to take a sharpie and draw in cow shit underneath the wall paper cows. Each party we had new cow shit would appear. My mother just laughed. I covered Lindseys ass for having parties, because I had cow shit blackmail, she therefore covered all of my drunken nights as well.

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