Trapped…like rats
Shhhhh. We’re trapped on Cape Cod. STOP. Doing yearly family duty exposing small children to family members. STOP. Limited web access or exposure to sane people. STOP. Evil mother-in-law/mother/grandmother (take your pick) in control. STOP. It’s at these times that wifey says the most incredible things, like “Yeah, she hates us. But not enough to leave us alone.” So, I ask you again: WTF is with my life?
