Friday, December 25, 2009

My Family is a Frat House

My family seriously lives like young college students.

I opened the fridge the first night I was here hoping to at least find some sort of left over goodies from the night before or something. Instead I found a fully stocked supply of natty light. I'm not even joking here, the fridge was packed to the gills with natty light and the only food stuffs inside were unidentifiable lumps of weeks old slop. In the freezer: Ice cream, that is it. They have a mini fridge in the living room bar area, it's stocked with Mountain Dew, Dr. Pepper, and a few bottles of cheap white wine. The pantry: Pop-Tarts, Little Debbie Snacks, Raman Noodles, and Popcorn. There isn't one vegetable to be found, no fresh meats or breads, no dry pasta even.

I'll talk more in depth about my Mother's wondrous downfall into severe alcoholism later on, for now lets just say it's bad.

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