Family matters

My interpretation: Too much 'Idol' and ice cream

  • Rockford and I are vacationing in Hawaii. We’re gearing up to go cliff diving with Jason Bateman and Ryan Seacrest. We’re unable to approach the cliff, though, because the Equipment Detector indicates that we aren’t wearing the proper safety gear. I wake up to find that the alarm clock has been buzzing for nearly three minutes.
  • I have concocted a new ice cream flavor. It’s banana ice cream with trail mix mixed in. I call it Monkey Poop. I wake to find Rockford telling me Pete’s awake and I need to get up and shower before he leaves for work. I tell him I dreamed of Monkey Poop.


    • . . . . .

    Dear Monica,
    Your baby made you some coffee. Be good to your baby.

    Screen time

    Over the line

    Dear Lost,

    I missed you. I was so glad that you were coming back this evening. But really. Was that necessary? You know what I’m talking about, Lost. You’d better redeem yourself right quick.

    Sincerely,
    Nichole