The Princess Deprogramming Manual

Jun 24, 2009 22:08

It has been about 20 years since I was grounded for ruining a pizza by carrying it on its side. My parents thought that I had done it on purpose and didn't like my attitude. I'll admit that I had an attitude, but I really was that dumb and didn't think anything about carrying a pizza on its side under my arm (who knew the cheese would all drip down to one end?!). I stormed upstairs to my attic bedroom after dropping the pizza on a table to have my Mom run up after, screaming at me about how she had the power to make my life a living hell and was going to do her best to do that. Dad was so angry that he couldn't even look at me, else he'd 'kill me dead'. Later that night I was given this book, which would dictate my activities for the next month or so. It was truly, truly painful.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/dancerjodi/sets/72157620508729144/

family, teenage years

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