We drove up to see my family this past weekend. Environment Canada issued a heavy rain warning so it seemed like a good time to go. There's nothing quite so exhilarating as being at highway speed and losing all visibility when a tractor trailer driven by a cracked up meth head passes you. Weeeeeeeee!
Dodge Caravan. We put the 'H' in hydroplaning!
Note to self: When your wife walks into the kitchen carrying her dinner plate, don't take the last piece of (insert food here) assuming she's finished eating. She may only be returning to the rice cooker for more rice.
My boys were improbably well behaved this weekend. Despite almost ten hours of driving and being up well beyond their normal bedtimes for several nights in a row they didn't fight or act up at all. Nobody even told me how boring the drive was. Sunday night we decided to go out for dinner since we arrived home late. (You can feel it building, can't you?) Supreme Leader ordered some fish and chips which Connor wanted to share but unfortunately the fish must have come in contact with something spicy in the kitchen and it was too hot for him to eat. The boy loses. His. Shit.
We were so close.
Happy Birthday, Mom.
Connor: When me and my dad went to Chinatown we went to a pet store.
Me: Ah, that wasn't a pet store...
When Supreme Leader got home from work tonight she kicked me off the computer... ok, maybe I was watching Castle (Stana Katic, hubba hubba!) but I was working on this during commercials. Anyway, she found this on Taste Spotting.
Crispy skin all over. She may have purred. Maybe that was me?
And finally, Petra of The Wise (*Young*) Mommy has a new site up called Sex and the Suburbs. If you live in the suburbs and have sex, go check it out. Then again, maybe you don't but are interested in moving to the suburbs and having sex, whatever. Either way, click the picture and it will take you over.
Now, go to Keely's. Or go back. Just go. I got what I wanted.
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