The perks

There are a few things that are really awesome about living at home.  These things are:

• Coming home to my dad folding my underwear - every girl hopes someday her dad will see her lace leopard thongs, right?
• Not having to do dishes/load the dishwasher because my dad is so anal that he wants to do it himself. Apparently there's a real science to stacking those dishes!
• Eating Chinese, pizza, and chips every night. The Michalowskis are the picture of health.
• The three/four-way call with my insurance company, my dad, and me - and my mom jumping on in the middle to make sure my dad and I weren't scheming - to get added to their insurance so I can drive the minivan legally.
• My mom's awesome "surprises" - doing my laundry, organizing my room, unpacking my suitcases and boxes, etc. (so cute)
• Being able to choose one of the 10 TVs in the house (one in each room - 2 in some) to watch Dancing with the Stars, Two and a Half Men, or Big Bang Theory with my roommates.
• My mom's nonstop commentary during every TV show ("I think Chaz Bono is too heavy to be on Dancing with the Stars.  He's just not attractive for this show, you know?")