my cell phone just rang which sorta took me by surprise since you know, i have no people. it was sister #3:

“it took you long enough to answer.”
“i know my cell phone never rings.”
“so did you get mom anything for mother’s day?”
“shit, is that this weekend?”
“no, it’s next weekend.”
“ok.”
“have you talked to ericka about this?”
“no.”
“you wanna go in and get mom a family picture?”
“sure, when?”
“sunday afternoon.”
“ok, that’ll work.”
“but. . . ”
“what?”
“we have to be color cordinated.”
“we have to what?”
“we have to match.”
“you’ve got to be kidding me.”
“no.”
“we’re gonna look so stupid!”
“shut up. do you have any khakis?”
“yes.”
“ok, so we’ll all wear khakis. but we can’t wear red because we don’t wanna look like target.”
“how about orange?”
“you’re the only one who has orange.”
“damnit.”
“how about navy blue?”
“don’t have any.”
“green?”
“i suppose, but i’d rather do grey.”
“well, i’ll talk to the girls and see what they say.”
“are you sure we have to match?”
“yes.”
“ok.”
“i’ll e-mail you tomorrow.”
“bye.”

it’s only thursday and already i am so embarrassed for us i could die.