The day was average, nothing drastic occurred within the walls of our grade school and homework was minimal. And so, my brothers and I set out to accomplish our daily after school routine of abusing America Online and chatting on the phone with random acquaintances. The room reeked of normalcy. The typical quick-witted wise cracks about each other’s egotism were common. We whipped out mom’s secret stash of sugared cereal and thoroughly stuffed …showed first 75 words of 483 total…

…showed last 75 words of 483 total…the white carpet. Finally content with her demolition, she exits. With the simple innocence of our treasured after school monotony ruined, we leave the innocence of videogames, only to scrutinize our warped mother. Her actions would be embarrassing to anyone else, but to her, they were rational. She successfully painted a picture of her personality through her actions, and with this embedded in our minds, we can't help but constantly question her rational on life.