Happy”est” Times

so OB is here.  He came in on 11/7 and he’s been “terrorizing” me ever since.  He AND G are taking jabs at me every moment that they can….talking about how slowly i climb the steps, how i get into the car – jokes cyah done (continuous trash talk)!  My mother comes in tomorrow and i know that it’ll be us against them for the entire time that she’s here.

It’s all good though – that’s how we do.  I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again – if i don’t laugh, i’ll cry and from where I sit, laughing is the better option!

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