Auntie One, who I love dearly but sometimes really wonder about sent me this:
http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/01/15/entrapment.pools/index.html
to my work email address. Because I really needed to know that my children are at risk of being eviscerated by random swimming pools. Like right away. Couldn't wait until I got home to find that one out. Nope.
Oh, and the first offspring tells me casually that Auntie Three is gossiping about me unkindly behind my back. Like I didn't already know this, or needed it to be confirmed.
This is really my life. It kinda sucks.
No wonder I have the urge to play dress up and be referred to as milady. I mean, wouldn't you?
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