okay, so all that talk about canadians being the kings and queens of wit? LIES! that's right. i've uncovered the truth. i just met canadian geoff's wife. can i just say she's so not as cute as i demanded she be. and she fell flat on all our jokes. CG and i were rolling in the aisles while she sat upright trying to figure out the punchlines.

i mean, CG is hot. and funny. and unbelievably snarky. so what's he doing with this dull frump? and he kept rubbing her back and doing things for her. we'd make standard witty-geoff comments and he'd blush. blush i tell you!! i'm so disappointed. she even had bad hair.

i suppose i should say here that there were times when she seemed to really get my humor, but when i told her to feed the rest of the cake to her cat, she actually looked concerned and said, "oh, lucy doesn't eat cake." i blinked innocently as CG stepped in, saving the day with a simple, "that's called humor, honey."

he wasn't talking to me, though he should've been. i'm gonna hope this baby get's his side of the gene pool.