Catching Grenades and Fiddler on the Roof

There are myriad reasons why I love my family.

A goodly portion of them relates to songs and quotes.

Here are two that have come up recently.

1) Nat and I both like playing (read: blasting) the Pentatonix station on Pandora when we're closing at work.  The song Grenade by Bruno Mars comes on fairly regularly, and every single time it plays, I think of my mother's words of wisdom when some of us kids were listening to it at home --

Well first, an excerpt from the lyrics.

What you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
oh oh oh oh oh
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight right through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same

Mom:  "That does not sound like a healthy relationship."

For some reason, it cracks me up every time I think of it.  So now that song makes me laugh.

2)  Ib sent me this the other day, and I laughed so hard that I was crying.  That sass, though.  I'm so proud to be related to my sibs.