Dysfunctional Wednesday!

My son, Michael called my nephew Zach's cell phone a couple of days ago, and my niece, MacKenzie answered. And this is the conversation. She puts the capital "D" in the Dysfunction in the family....I swear!
 

Michael: Hey, where's Zach at?
Mackenzie: We switched phones. So he has my number and I... have his old one.
Michael: Oh.
Mackenzie: Who is this, Travis? (Travis would be my 20 year old niece's BF, and Mackenzie has never met him, let alone spoken to him......so this is completely random)
Michael: No, its not Travis. *Chuckles*
Mackenzie: Are you calling from North Carolina?
Michael(he is calling from NC):*Laughs* No, I'm calling from Texas.
Mackenzie: Well, I was close.
 

She still doesn't know it was her own cousin to this day!!! Kenzie....keep those shoulder pads on.

Dysfunctional Wednesday!

Ask my kids about the can of chicken I was trying to open the other day. They were still giggling about me slamming it on to the floor to get it open. That was after 7 turns on the can opener, three stab wounds to the top metal cover. Even after slamming it on the floor...the top never popped off and I had to scrape chicken from the small 1/2" x 1" opening to have a healthy lunch. This is why chubby girls prefer leftover lasagna!

Juliusism Sunday!

Day Two With Ziti!

Paul: Hey, Julius I’m making your favorite food tonight.

Julius: What?

Paul: Baked Ziti.

Julius: I’d rather eat bugs and dirt!