I love my parents when...

Dec 19, 2005 19:50

I get into my car and find the gas tank meter exactly full for the first time in months.

I see that my gingerbread house that I spent a solid hour on was not thrown away but put in the dining room next to my mom's magazine wintery centerpiece (even though the roof has completely caved in).

They let me go to England even though I don't have the money to pay for it but promise to pay them back this summer.

They give me money to support my vicious coffee addiction even though they did that yesterday.

They tolerate my neurosis and lack of motivation and leave me friendly Christmas shopping messages on my cellphone

So even though I am sure I complain about my parents a bunch just because I feel like it...I still love my parents...especially today for no reason at all.

Bucolic: (Adj) Rural; Pastoral
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