There are times when I just want to murder my family, they can drive me insane like nothing else I know of. I just got back from Owen, Drew and Kat's house yesterday after 3 days of babysitting the cats. Now, I didn't mind doing that at all, it was fun to have some time away from the family to relax and most of the cats are really affectionite if a little nuts. But while I was away, my dad seems to have decided a few things. I was gone from friday afternoon till monday morning, Dad and Mom left on monday morning for a conference for their calculators or something like that.
now, they just got home today, about an hour and a half ago in fact, and promptly started yelling at me and beej. Bryanna got home on sunday from her forensic camp, was gone the entire week. What was dad yelling at us for you ask? Not doing the lawn for them on the weekend. I have a question, you know, just wondering here, how the FUCK could we have done the lawn on the weekend when I was in Brampton and Bryanna was in Peterburough?!?