When I was 12 my brother and I were visiting family on San Jaun Island. While walking around downtown we noticed the site above. Now, Jake and I had never been to Canada and we still haven't. This didn't stop us from re-writing the first line of their national anthem and continuing in a different tune with other less than flattering things about the nation. I'm not sure where I developed my taste for making jokes about America's "hat" as I call Canada, but I do enjoy a good Canada joke. All of this is in good fun and I actually think a lot of things about Canada are cool. Mostly its favorite sport and the players it produces. Just kidding... kind of.
Anyways, every time I think about Canada I think about that story and how much I love my brother. The bonding moments are far between, but I love them. On thanksgiving we bonded in the fact that we had to spend time with our father's wife. We spent a little time putting together his application to Wazzu; I am SO excited for when he's in Pullman too. After we did that I introduced him to The Oatmeal, specifically the comic on thanksgiving which is hilariously crude. We laughed really hard but of course couldn't share why we were laughing with the family because well, my grandparents are Evangelical Quakers.
Anyways, every time I think about Canada I think about that story and how much I love my brother. The bonding moments are far between, but I love them. On thanksgiving we bonded in the fact that we had to spend time with our father's wife. We spent a little time putting together his application to Wazzu; I am SO excited for when he's in Pullman too. After we did that I introduced him to The Oatmeal, specifically the comic on thanksgiving which is hilariously crude. We laughed really hard but of course couldn't share why we were laughing with the family because well, my grandparents are Evangelical Quakers.
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| Flexing with my brother in Oneonta Gorge |
After the actual meal was one of my favorite moments with Jake. I showed him the best of socially awkward penguin. We read through the list and we got to one and I started laughing a little when Jake said "I do that all the time!" I lost it. I couldn't believe my cool little brother did something on a socially awkward penguin meme. I laughed really hard at that. My laughter fueled Jake's laughter. At this point we were laughing loud enough to interrupt the conversation between my dad and grandpa. "What are you two laughing at?" Came from the other side of the room. I looked up to answer and I just kept laughing. I couldn't breathe and the harder I tried to gain my composure to explain the more I laughed. Eventually Jake got a hold of himself and told my dad why I was crying from laughter.
Moral of the story? Laughter and bonding with my brother are some of the best parts of being home. I'm excited to see Jake again in about two weeks.
Ridiculously yours, Molly Mari
Moral of the story? Laughter and bonding with my brother are some of the best parts of being home. I'm excited to see Jake again in about two weeks.
Ridiculously yours, Molly Mari
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