Sounds like fun, doesn't it?
Let me set the scene for ya...
Easter Sunday at my parent's house. My oldest brother, his wife, and 5 kids are there. My youngest brother is there with his girlfriend. My sister and both my parents are there. I was there with all 5 of my kids. My oldest son has a bedroom at their house where he occasionally sleeps. This room used to belong to my sister. She is 33 and just moved out about 6 months ago, but still has lots of her crap there. He has his TV, Playstation 3, and the rest of his electronic equiptment in there. It looks like a normal teenager's room...clothes on the floor and piled up on the dresser...it's what else was on the dresser that caught everyone off-guard.
Karma Sutra for Lovers and Strawberry Body Dust.
It was a tiny little book, and a tiny little jar of body dust.
So now the big question...is it my sister's, or my 17 year old son's?
Well, my sister swears it isn't hers.
I am in denial that it actually belongs to my son. I just don't think 17 year old boys are in to that kind of thing;)
Monday, March 24, 2008
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