I'm sure plenty of my girlfriends wonder why I go to my parents house every single Sunday for dinner. The answer is easy: free food. Just kidding. I go because I can wear my sweats and my mom doesn't care. I go because they call my husband "the wonderful" son-in-law. I go because they love my kids and all our quirks. I go because no where else can I let my daughter swim naked or watch my dad teach the kids to jump rope. I go because what would a Sunday be without feeding the fish or laughing until I cried at the dinner table over some comment Rich makes at his own expense. I go because it's where we can all be who we really are... obnoxious
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Going home-nothing beats it!! I could say dido to all of that about going to my parents every sunday.
It's good to see your kids. They're growing up. And it seems that you are doing well.
I ran into Todd Tanner the other day to talk about a show he wants me to host. I asked if he'd kept in touch and said he hadn't, so I thought I would!
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