Do you remember that game “Telephone” that you used to play as a kid. It was the one where you and a whole bunch of people sat in a circle and one person whispered a secret into their neighbor’s ear, and so on until “How Now Brown Cow” became “I want a banana milkshake” about 15 people down the way. I don’t know why, but being in my family is kind of like a game of “Telephone” where you can say one thing totally in jest and then the next day it blows up in your face like the 3rd World War. That happened to my sister, but luckily she was able to straighten everything up. There is peace in the family again (well at least some!!).