I know that some of my posts are really long, but I am 2% sure you’re going to want to read this whole thing. Please don’t skim it (unless you feel like it’s a little too cheesy).
“Hey, uh, dude? When the milk starts coming out in chunks, it might be time to stop drinking it.”
Those insightful words spoken from my father to my brother are the essence of life at home a mere 24 hours after the glue that holds everything together (AKA—mom) leaves for a conference.
Please come home, ma.
(Just kidding, she is home, but I don’t think she’s heard this story yet. Hi, mom. We missed you!)
Moral of the story, folks: never take your mom for granted, and always check the expiration dates.