the fam

Dang it I love my family! Despite what may be called dysfunction to some, I see it as endless comic material. Remarried to different people, my parental units are now on their own chapter of hilarity that I get to see brief glimpses of on holidays and trips home. If only I had a periscope to peer in on these evolving domestic scenes - I'd probably have a whole book worth of gold by now. I won't be able to have my cake and eat it too - but gosh darnit I'll try.