Typical Summer Sunday Afternoon

I'm currently sitting on the porch in the nice warm weather drinking a glass of wine with my parents.

It's also a bit hilarious, as my mother has had a few too many glasses and is trying to direct my father, who (has also had a bit of wine and) is standing on a ladder trying to hang some tacky porch lights around the perimeter of the ceiling.

Tequila, meanwhile, is trying to eat the paint chips that have peeled off the ceiling, and Cloey is trying to eat the fake flowers we bought this afternoon.

Sometimes it kills me how crazy my family is.
At least we're fun?