Friday, January 20, 2012
Today I am thankful that the paramedic dragged me out of the house for the first time in three days so that I could enjoy the good natured emotional abuse brought about by putting him in the same room as my surrogate brother.
I do have to say, though, that I was a bit taken aback to hear him say "pot kettle" over a comment I made about my surrogate brother's bedtime manner with his children. I guess the honeymoon period is over...
I am also thankful that I live with someone from the prairies who is unphased by both my spastic backseat driving and five or so inches of ice on the road.
