it's good to be home...

...so the sister-in-law picks me up and the brother is in the passenger seat.

'well... hello.'
'hey, hon. i'm the only sober one, it would seem...' [glance at my brother]
'yeah, she's the only one.'
'mom?'
'she's on her way.'
'aah. well, it's probably best i don't drive, either, hahaha.'
'what is it with your family?'
'poor dear. spoken like a true designated grouch.'

it's good to be home...