Saturday, September 04, 2004

Liar Liar

Friends and family lie all the time. No really, they do.

This is why I rely on First-born. For example, today I was selecting a shirt from the new wardrobe.

Me: "What do you think?"
She: "I don't mean to be rude, but - " (yes, all bad news from First-born begins with that phrase) " - I think it would look better on someone younger than you, Dad"

Cruel to be kind, I guess. You wait until she sees what colour I'm going to dye my hair next month. Heh.