I slumped down into my chair at dinner, furrowed my brows and shrugged my shoulders as I looked to my visiting-from-Virginia parents for solace in the midst of my distress. A phantom commenter who remains anonymous is persistently leaving nasty remarks on Toe Pick. My advice to you: if you're going to consistently read Toe Pick and leave rude comments at least have the balls to reveal your name you tool.
"What is that substance?" my dad asked, pointing to the moo shoo pork as I continued to whine to my mom. Are you surprised that the first meal I ate with my parents upon their arrival to California was Chinese food? Me neither.
"Here, Siii," my mom said to my dad. "Try an egg roll."
"Why is it called an egg roll, Di? What is an egg roll?" he asked in response.
This made me laugh. In fact, it was the first time I had laughed all day - not sure what it was but from the moment I woke up and dropped my glass of OJ all over the kitchen floor I was doomed for the day. Thank Christ it's over and as I lay here awaiting the new episode of Revenge I realize there are people in the world who have had far shittier days than mine today and I need to not sweat the small stuff. And it is all small stuff. (remember that book?) Furthermore - the fact that my family is altogether (minus Chawie) makes me happy. Please enjoy these visuals of my nephews from dinner. What lambs!
|Looks like Jerry Garcia has been gutting a pumpkin|
|perfectly coiffed. also note the earrings: i don't like playing peek-a-boo through an ear lobe|
|a man rocking True Religion jeans is kiiind of not okay.|
HAPPY HOLIDAYS! ( Here at TPSF, we like to be PC.) I hope everyone has a blissfully happy Christmas or Kwanza. Back to the Toe Pick grind next week.
xo, Nige. PS. As if this day couldn't get any worse - Revenge is a rerun. Humph.