my entire family is an absolute circus. my mom/aunt has been running around in the yard with her moon journal and making green whoopie pies all night, and asking me to steal sugar from the neighbors who i'm dog sitting for. my uncle/dad is still celebrating buzzard day, which was yesterday apparently. i called my grandfather to tell him how weird my new parents are but he was too busy pouring spaghetti sauce down the toilet to talk to me. i'm beginning to think i'm the most sane person in this family and that says a lot because i've been preparing tucker fake chicken caesar salad wraps and feeding him banana peppers under the table for days. (i don't think he likes them because he started running away from me after the first few.)

also, we got a new heat pump. i mostly only know this because when i came home from class yesterday, i sat down at the kitchen table and started to tell tucker about my day and noticed the heat pump men laughing at me down the stairs.