While mourning the death of Michael Jackson last night (watching his music videos, dancing and singing at a pitch level only Romulus could understand) I witnessed something very disturbing.
Mitchell and Richard were talking to each other on Facebook. In the same room. Mitchell on the coach, Richard in the recliner.
Its a sad day when the men in my house are more social than I am!
1 comment:
What is sad is that they couldn't just open their mouths.
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