My Life In Comics #1

As some of you may have seen all over Facebook, Bitstrips is all the rage.  I've been seeing them here and there for a while, and lately it seems that everyone has jumped on the bandwagon.  I did not want to be *that* person, the one that annoys everyone with pictures no one understands except those the comic is intended for.  So instead, I thought I'd try posting it here.

Something happened tonight.  Something that happens quite often with my mother-in-law.  We are a family of six, and every single time from time to time, we may accidentally leave something (a jacket, a shoe, a turkey...) at my mother-in-law's house.  And for whatever reason, Cindy is practically obsessed with ensuring that we leave her house with SOMETHING.  Usually, it is something that we haven't seen in years.  Why she doesn't give us our stuff back from newest to oldest I don't know.  I suspect she has some sort of system to ensure that she can annoy me for the rest of my life.

Don't get me wrong - I get that it is OUR stuff, and she doesn't want it to stay forever at her house.  But you have to understand that this happens more often than we actually leave stuff.  Sometimes she sends us home with stuff that isn't even ours!  She has this sick need to ALWAYS send something home with us.  Sometimes I believe that she actually just finds things she doesn't want and tells us it is ours for the pure delight of sending something with, when she can't find anything of ours.  For all I know, she is intentionally TAKING things from the children and hiding them so that the next time we go over there she can load us up.

So, I made this in honor of her obsession, which she acted on yet again tonight, literally running out to the van as we were driving away.  It was as if she realized at the very last minute that she hadn't given us anything, so she had to flag us down.  It was dark and we weren't even in front of her house, and yet there she was running and yelling to give us something.