Trapped With Dad and Bro

Backstory: My mom lives with my dad and 17-year-old brother. I asked if we were invited to my cousin’s wedding.

Don’t know. I would guess so. I cant think about such trivia now. . . We are in the process of having another blizzard here. and i am trapped with the 2 whack-nuts for the 4th time in 2.5 months. This is like being pecked to death by a chicken

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    • 1.  mimi

      I’m snowed in with 3 whack jobs, love this post!

      February 26, 2010 at 12:26 pm

    • 2.  L

      Laughed out loud!

      February 26, 2010 at 1:00 pm

    • 3.  The mother

      Post my mail online, huh? Okay, I know just what to do while trapped! Time to drag out allllll the naked baby pictures and make a collage for graduation weekend. This will be most rewarding…. BRAT

      February 26, 2010 at 5:04 pm

    • 4.  Another Mother

      Loved The Mother’s response even more than the original post. Thanks for the Friday chuckles!

      February 26, 2010 at 5:07 pm

    • 5.  Emma Gardener

      I love all of this! Being stuck with anyone through another blizzard would make anyone feel like they are being pecked to death! Spring will be here with it’s happy sunshine and everyone will feel more normal……..Hugs to you Mom Who’s Stuck and Pecked

      February 26, 2010 at 10:14 pm

    • 6.  Cinoda

      *heehee* Love Mom’s response!

      February 27, 2010 at 4:37 pm

    • 7.  Terry

      Best post in a long time! I’m still laughing. And, the mother’s reply is hilarious.

      February 28, 2010 at 1:09 pm

    • 8.  JRG

      Mom, you are my kind of mom. That is an awesome idea, and I think it could be a GREAT collage to post on facebook!!! Thanks for the idea.

      March 1, 2010 at 10:55 am

    • 9.  deborah

      i remember those days and feel like vomiting when i do

      March 4, 2010 at 9:20 am

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Love, Mom