Communication, in our family, has NEVER been our strong point. Even though every single solitary member of us have a cell phone, we some how, cannot manage to keep tabs on one another. It might be owning to the fact SOME PEOPLE never turn them on.

Then, there is also the problem of rapent amnesia, you can tell a person fifty-three times where you are going, only to come back home to cries of "No one knew where you were!" or "You should leave a note!" or other such comments. Or, if you DO leave a note, someone throws it away.

So, I have thought up a solution, we need to paint our walls with chalkboard paint. You know, the stuff that turns your walls into a schoolhouse look alike. That way, we can leave giant messages to large for anyone to miss. "HAVE GONE TO THE STORE FOR 2.3 MINUTES, IF I AM NOT BACK IN TIME, SEND A RESCUE PARTY!" (Or call my cell phone. But that would make life far too easy.)

Then, that leaves us with the problem of washing the walls, on occasion. Which would be a tragedy since it is all we can do to wash the dishes.


Or our bodies, for that matter.