Welcome to family dysfunction. (as an aside, I almost just asked my sister who can barely spell her own name how to spell dysfunction) My family loves each other and all that but we're all so different that we have a hard time getting along. Mainly I think a lot of it is that my dad has trouble dealing with the fact that he raised stubborn and strong willed daughters. I'm glad to be here though, I don't see my sister and brother in law often enough since they moved up here.

It's apparently a sad day too, as my brother in law's grandmother (got that?) passed away on sunday, and today would have been her birthday, so we're trying to keep the bickering down for his sake. We'll see how well that goes...