Just so you know, The Chicken made it here safe and sound tonight. Dorks that we are, we happened to be wearing our matching McGill chemistry hoodies. I think we are well on our way to becoming an old couple wearing matching tracksuits and orthodic shoes.
As of this morning, husband training has commenced; I made him go back to the bathroom and hang his towel up on the hook where it belongs. He just giggled and complied. I wonder how long the novelty will wear off?
12 years ago
4 comments:
Oi - husband training is the pits!
hurrah! say hello for me!
what about the toilet seat??
The towel thing, I believe, is an Ashenhurst/MacKay fault in the genes. Just say, "Judy doesn't live here, pick up after yourself." I use that and it works every time.
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