Wednesday, December 05, 2007


On Saturday we were driving up to Sundre to do Christmas with Mark's family. It seems everyone's insistence that they either get to go on vacation at Christmas or see other family members has prompted both sides of my family to do Christmas early this year. So last weekend was Mark's parents, this weekend is my parents. I can't tell you how much I love travelling every weekend. It is almost as fun as an infected hangnail. Don't get me wrong, I love to see family and catch up, but I am not the road warrior I used to be.

On the way up I was having a conversation with Mark about why he should do something I wanted. As if the fact that I wanted it weren't enough. Sadly, he did not immediately see how WRONG he was so finally I said, 'Mark! Pants!' And after that he knew who was boss.

So on Monday night, Yuko was in the kitchen harrying Mark for tuna, even though she had already had tuna that morning, when I hear Mark bark, 'Yuko! Pants!'

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1 comment:

Unknown said...

Ha Ha! Now THAT is funny. Let's tell him it doesn't work on cats, k?