There's an article on CNN.com that claims that pet names and sports teams are the most frequently used passwords.
Just in case anyone is wondering, I don't use either one of those things, so don't try them.
*grin*
I would like to give you a glimpse into life with my sister.
I am the one who generally cooks dinner around here.
Every once in a while, my sister will decide that she wants to.
I should point out that my sister is not a good cook. She always overcooks everything. I would not recommend her burgers. Let's just leave it at that.
Anyways, it's better for her to do things like simply throw some seasoning on a chicken and put that in the oven.
Today, she decided to "cook" dinner.
You would think that she was taking the whole day and spending every ounce of energy that she has to prepare a meal for her terribly unappreciative family.
She gets this tone in her voice and asks me to set the table, as if to say "I'm sweating blood over here, could you at least pick up that little piece of trash???"
It's like martyr syndrome.
It drives me nuts.
However, I've learned to laugh at it.
I told Reina that pitying someone is much easier than being mad at them.
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