The crazies are getting in again!

Apparently there is a hole in my weather stripping again since the crazies have managed to pour in this week. It has been a dizzying whirlwind of relative insanity. Like actual relatives. Now I am not singling out one side or the other. My husband and I come from a gifted group of people with peculiar going ons. I would write specifics but you would never believe me. I am trying to keep this blog honest and I fear that divulging the details would lead one to speculate that I must be a fiction writer for surely these things don't occur in normal peoples lives. See that is the key. The word "normal". None of my relations truly fall into this category, not even myself. Most of those flowing in my and my husbands genetic circle (crap one technically doesn't even have the DNA), are in desperate need of a Dr. Phil intervention and one episode away from a Springer special. I have offered to make the phone call a few times but had no takers. I am certain it would be a two part topic. I guess the silver lining in having family with such peculiar lives is it makes all of my idiosyncrasies seem Minuit and trivial. Oh, crazy girl doesn't eat in public and color codes her M&M's, yes but wait till you seem what her mother in law has been up. Hmmm, my loathing of blue pens doesn't seem so important anymore does it. Now I am not going to promise that I won't fall upon talking details at some time. Each on there own are going to make splendid blogs some day, but you my friend will have to check back if you want the dirt. I will also be accepting calls at $2.99 a minute to sell the secrets. Maybe not.