TV is fun.

I'm having a discussion with my mom about finances and my apartment and the job. We start to then discuss the nor'easter that blew out their power for three days and deposited a pine tree on my grandparents' porch.
"So, your grandparents are living at the Base and....well, we didn't have power....and..."
"Mom...what are you doing? You seem distracted."
"Um...I? I . . . I need to find out about Izzy's 11-year-old daughter!"
Ha!
"Go watch 'Grey's.' I'll call you later," I say, laughing.
"Okay, love you!"
And I love you, because that?
Was hilarious.