we to me

the other day i came home only to find that my daughters were at each other's throats once again. i say "once again" because this has become a fairly regular occurrence around these parts in recent months. what were they fighting about? um, does it really matter? they're sisters. they fight about anything and everything. big stuff and little stuff. important stuff and trivial stuff. you name it, they fight over it.

truth be told though, i was beginning to get a little worried about all of the squabbling of late. after all, the two treated each other with utmost respect and admiration (sort of) up until about six months ago or so. then everything started to change. and fast. i think it may have had something to do with two's sudden ability to verbalize her feelings. and especially her sudden ability to verbalize the word "mine." i mean, what is it about siblings and possessiveness? when did everything suddenly go from a "we" to a "me"?

(editor's note: what the hell is happening on "the vampire diaries" right now? i hear some pretty disturbing sounds going down just behind me.)

now you may have noticed that i said "i was beginning to get a little worried" in the preceding paragraph. the reason i used the past tense is due to the fact that on monday night, i caught the debut episode of the classic family sitcom "the cosby show" on cts. in the premiere episode, mother huxtable laments the fact that her children always seem to be at each other's throats. sounds familiar? hmmm.

and so, thanks to one of the most popular television comedies of all time, my mind was put at ease, at least somewhat. at least temporarily. funny how seeing one's problems reflected in the lives of others puts it all in perspective, huh?

"sisters are different flowers from the same garden." - author unknown

on and on and on and on