Love a good, random update. :)

I went to my mother's house for dinner tonight, fell asleep on the floor in her living room and slept for like, two hours. While I was dead to the world, my stepfather took the laundry I was supposed to bring to the laundromat and did it for me and did car stuff too. Mom cooked a special dinner for me and had stocked up on all my favorite stuff. They were pampering me a bit, and it was very nice--

Supposedly, Kerri, your Gram is worried about me and that's why I got special treatment today. Riiiiiight. *G*

Conversation with Mom re my Weekend:

Me: And F's Mom watched the video from their mountain climb but also watched some party footage. Like, drunken party footage. Like, now she knows that we dared A to shave his nipple and he did, and she knows--oh, crap!
Mom: What?
Me: We had a conversation, me and F--he was so drunk and he had the camera, he was like, "Should I tape myself peeing?" and I was like, "We've seen enough of your penis already, F." Eeeeeek!
Mom: *laughing*
Me: But it must be OK cause she was laughing when she told us she watched it. And she only mentioned the one thing. Still, OMG, she's going to kill us in our sleep some day. We corrupted her baby!
Mom: Oh, please. Her baby is the bad one. My babies are good girls!
Me: *snicker*
Mom: Well, OK. Kerri's bad. She's the bad baby. We'll blame her Gram.
Me: *laughing* Gram is so bad. Gram is evil. Kerri is Gram's greatest evil achievement?
Mom: Well...OK. So F is definitely the bad baby. But I'd still cook him dinner!
Me: *dies*

I honestly adore the people in my life--

Including internet people! Got more Puppies, and am thoroughly enjoying myself. Like, too much, probably. But that's OK, that's all right, there are worse addictions. Right? Like surveys?

( Segue, baby. It's all about the segue. )