Olympic hockey started the other night and John and I couldn’t be happier. There were, though, some concerns about the rosters: John: Well, we have [Sidney] Crosby, right? Me: No, he’s Canadian. John: Oh. Well, do we have [Martin] Brodeur? Me: No, he’s also Canadian. John: Holy crap, we’re screwed!
Friday night as we were getting dinner ready in the kitchen, I told John I wasn’t feeling well. When he asked what was wrong, I told him I thought I had a fever: Olympic fever. The only prescription, naturally, is the hours and hours and hours of Olympics coverage we’ve got on Tivo. Do most [...]
Me: [thinking to myself] Hmmm. John: What? Me: I was thinking about the biological imperative to parent. John: *snort* Gosh, you make it sound so warm.