Life at the Rickards....

So, yesterday evening my family gathered around the t.v. to get an update on hurricane Irene. We spent a good 20 minutes each, voicing our own opinion on what we perceived the current state of the weather report to be.
After several differing opinions were presented... we then proceed to argue over each other about which news channel we watch and why.

My mom interjects by saying... " Well, if it's only a category 1... and it's missing us completely, I guess we don't need to worry."

"Where did you get THAT from?" I ask, trying to figure out if she's joking or not.

"Isn't that what your dad just said?" she responded, throwing the conversation back to my dad's ballpark.

"What I said was..." my dad tries to repeat himself, but is cut off by an uproar of new opinions.

"Wait a minute!" I yell, taking charge of the situation. "Let's all watch this report together... quietly, no interrupting."

We all settle down and turn up the t.v.. After, what could only have been a mere sixty seconds, someone busts out...
"Oh my?! Is that lady's neck really thick... or is it just those tacky pearls?!"
We all bust out laughing and quickly add our own fashion critique to the mix.
"What is she wearing?" "It's way too early on a thurs. for hot pink polka dots!"

Uhhh... where were we? Oh, the hurricane... nevermind.