The aggravation never ends, chica. I have Becky's dad calling me every five minutes to see if I want him to pick her up from summer camp.
When he doesn't want to pick her up, he just calls and calls until I just tell him off and say I'll pick her up myself.
So today, as soon as he called the first time, I told him not to worry that I'd pick her up in the most dismissive voice I could manage. Unfortunately, now he's calling me every five minutes to ask me why I'm acting like such a you-know-what (he's using the actual word, of course).
Oh Brother.
Hold on to that happy feelin' sis...the one you came home with.
"the world is changing: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth, and I smell it in the air."
Just let us know if'n you need us to make a road trip...