Dec 20, 2013
Leaving for Chicago tomorrow morning inshallah, anyone have any suggestions about where we should go and eat?
(We’ve been once before and went to navy pier, the sky deck, millennium park, magnificent mile)
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Leaving for Chicago tomorrow morning inshallah, anyone have any suggestions about where we should go and eat?
(We’ve been once before and went to navy pier, the sky deck, millennium park, magnificent mile)
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anyway, off to day 2 of TDC. this part is the icna-mas part. let's see if it's any better than the first day
Parents, in kitchen. Me, making snide remarks in my head.
Mama: *shouting throughout the house* Okay, kids, get ready to go to ICNA-MAS!
Baba: They're not going.
Mama: Not going?
Baba: That's what I said.
Mama: But you paid over a thousand dollars for the family tickets, and the hotel rooms for three nights!
Baba: It's not about the money. It's never about the money.
Me: Right. That's apparent from all the things you've broken over time that you didn't pay for. Such as my first two netbooks, my digital camera, and my sister's laptop. All paid on her dime, not yours.
Baba: I just want them to listen to me.
Mama: So, they're all staying home?
Baba: They're staying home and cleaning the house.
Mama: Hamza, too?
Baba: No, he can come.
Me: Of course he can, your precious, golden boy. You would never make your favourite son stay home and clean. Yepp. That's how it works around here.
Mama: *shouting throughout the house* Never mind, kids! Hamza, get ready to leave with your father!