Family Bonding…and European Hair Salons. This is normal, right?
My family loves the ocean. So Turks and Caicos was the January get-away this year.
My sister and I are only 13 months apart and have grown closer as the years have gone by. We were sitting on the beach, in about a foot of water, looking out over the turquoise ocean and blue sky. Puffy white clouds were drifting lazily through the sky. I thought, “This is some serious family bonding right here.”
My sister took in a deep breath of air and turned to me.
“I heard that when you get older, your pubic hair turns gray.”
*blink*
I said, “What?”
She said, “When you get older. Your pubic hair turns gray. But that’s not going to happen to me.”
I burst out laughing.
She said, “I’m not kidding! I don’t care how old I am. I’m going to be dragging my oxygen tank into the European Hair Salon and getting that taken care of.”
I got up and brushed the sand from myself.
I said, “Family bonding time is over.”
Welcome to the family.


Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.