so upon making some support phone calls tonight, i thought i had a pretty large pool of people left to contact, turns out that i was wrong. ::eyebrow raise:: where's that punk kid with the $10,000. maybe if i take him to the zoo or something, he'll settle for $5k. i'd except that.

kiiiiidding.

i love my family. tonight my mom made chicken quesadillas for dinner. she called me in, and it was just the two of us sitting at the dinner table, digging in. she, of course, said something cheeky as i settled in and began to apply sourcream to my quesadillas. i quickly decided that i didn't have to take her lip and flung a spoonful of sourcream right onto her collar bone. after i did it, i briefly thought "oh shoot...is she going to get mad?" but that dissipated when she burst out laughing as she reached for the napkins and started to wipe off the mess. then, with one fluid motion, she took her HAND, and quickly flung it into our enormous tub of sour cream (i'm not kidding...that tub is over the top. i'll try to get a pic of it) and then smacks the sourcream across my face. my left cheek was covered. i saw it in the bathroom mirror--i was a sourcream mess.

it took me back. last summer, my mom and i would have kicking fights. no one else would be around and we'd start to wrestle and then i'd stand up and run and kick at her hugh grant stylee in bridget jones' diary. my mom would do these strategic "karate" kicks where she lifted her arms in the crane position and then slowly lifted her knee to a 90 degree angle and then she would quickly extend the lowest part of her leg. she was getting mad at me for my lack of form and tried to give me lessons, which only made her more vunerable to attack and trust me, i took full advantage. one night this went on for about an hour and a half. we finally called a truce because we were too exhausted to go on.

i could probably include a story per day about how crazy my family is and what we end up doing when we're bored. i love it. i love being around people who can entertain themselves and who are up for a sourcream fight in the name of fun. that's the way life should be.