Day Thirty-Two: Up In The Heir

So I’m home and back with the fam, which is always entertaining.  We just popped round to my Nana’s, who was playing ‘The Angry Birds’ on her ‘Iped’ while I attempted to make my flip phone (circa 1999) send a text.  She’s also tried Temple Run, but she felt claustrophobic, and it made her motion sick.  Fear of a power cut has also led her to set up a small shrine of candles, should the falling snow lead to an apocalyptic scenario.  Nana, I hope that these are not my last words to you, and hopefully the snow will stop soon and we will be together again.

So, on the theme of family, I’m trying to get Sarah to help me write this blog.  I daughter fresh mind might be helpful becousin the last few weeks I’ve used all my best jokes.  I believed husbanding together would create something magical.  She can’t resister amother chance to get her voice out on the web, but it turns out the ability to pun dadn’t run in the family.  What she thinks of as puns, just aunt.  She’s mumbling some incoherent and unclear non-words, ancestor integrate ‘mumbledore’ which clearly isn’t a pun.  I’m really glad I get sonday off this blog, because clearly I’m not going to get any help here.  Sorry, that’s not very niece, she’s doing her best, and she came up with nephew of the ones I’ve already written, which were relatively good.  I feel like she’s getting father away from what I’m looking for with her suggestions though.  It’s descendenting into madness, so we’ll end here.


After 50 years of wondering why he didn’t look like his younger sister or brother, a man finally got up the nerve to ask his mother if he was adopted.

“Yes, you were son,” his mother said as she started to cry softly. “but it didn’t work out and they brought you back.”


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