roadtrip

i've been a pescaterian for 3 years (non red meat eater for 6), yet my mom still asks if i want some of the sausage off her plate. 

"ummm no thanks, mom." 

she remembers and looks at me sheepishly, but i know she'll ask again tomorrow.

i went on a mini-roadtrip this week with my family for the first time in i don't know how many years...long enough to forget how they can drive me crazy, especially in enclosed spaces (and after many miles). 

families are strange things, aren't they? i long to see my family when i'm not with them, and when i'm with them i spend most of the time being annoyed, irritated and frustrated (is it the same feeling w/three different words?). but when we're apart, i miss them. we're not always going to agree, in fact it's probably guaranteed that we'll never agree, but i'm going to love them anyway. no matter what.