So I go to the in-laws for the usual Thanksgiving dance.
Gotta just love my Schizophrenic mother-in-law and her continuous pissings of one type or another.
As usual, after dinner I break out the guitar and we sing and play music. Some of my own stuff, but mostly covering other peoples tunes. Christmas songs, that type of thing. The kids love it, they have a great time.
My mother-in-law in her usual scowl says to me;
"Well...I guess that's all you do now, sit around and play your guitar now days, huh?" in her best sarcastic demeanor...
My reply, "No actually, I structure my days very carefully...." " I ride my bike most of the time, then I come home, take a shower and watch Netflix."
"I play my guitar a little when I get up from my nap."
I wish I could have taken a picture of the precious look on her face.