Thursday, January 14, 2010

Dying of Coughter

So tonight was my dad and step-mom's anniversary dinner, we went to The Fish Company in Los Alamitos, really good food people! I hate fish, so I got steak, and man was it yummy! Generally not the case when you go to a fish place right?

So we're sitting at dinner, and talking and my sister starts talking about a situation that I was in that I hadn't actually disclosed to my step-mom (luckily my dad was at the opposite end of the table at this point in the evening, because had he been sitting there he would have craped his pants about this situation) and she looks at me with these big eyes and is all shocked. My sister keeps going on and exaggerating the situation a bit, so that the way she's saying it, it just sounds so much worse than it actually is. I'm laughing my butt off, because our friend of the family is sitting right there and he's shocked too and putting his two cents in, and me I'm just shaking my head not able to fully explain the situation, because I'm basically just trying not to die from this laugh/cough thing I've got going on. Hearing this situation come out of my sisters mouth into my step-mom's relatively innocent ears is maybe the highlight of my week. Luckily, I know my step-mom isn't going to tell my dad about this situation, because I asked her to keep it hush hush... she knows that my dad would flip out. My life is so interesting.

So now I'm going to go clean my room to the point that it's safe to go to sleep (aka: take the crap that I just brought home from my mom's house off my bed and re-make my bed) take some nyquil cough, put on my jammies and hit the sack, a lot of thinking to do tomorrow! More than I'd like to think about at the moment.

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