this morning #1400.

this morning, after what’d gone down last saturday out at the lake, this week we’ve opted to have ourselves a quiet, private day hanging out around the house. our teenage daughter’s grounded now anyhow, so it’s better this way. we can keep an eye on her. if it was an option, my husband would be grounded too. i’d say that he’s more to blame than she is for the debacle. they both need to learn a life lesson about the effects of messing with a stranger’s happiness. they should’ve learned by now so we could move on to a new story but something’s off in the universe. maybe we aren’t the typical sitcom family i’d always thought we were. by this time next week, i’ll hopefully learn if we still are.