Yesterday we had not quite finished the Christmas junk. We stayed up late on the twenty fifth, watching.... Serenity, which, afterall was a very good movie. Besides the space aspect that I can't relate to, the storyline kept me very entertained.
We had to go to my grandparents place for lunch... Which I was excited about, but very nervous to have to see my grandfatehr with no hair due to chemotherapy.
Regardless, the issue came up all week, that Nathan had a cold a while back, and was nervous he might still be carrying it and didn't want to go in case he got my grandfather sick
And I can understand his concern. I honestly can. But I think it was ridiculous, because he has not been sick for a week, he is not contagious.. And I wanted him to go
The first thing he said to me when I woke him up was, "I still don't feel comfortable going."
So I was kind of irritated........


Had my shower, and then Nathan got up.
The tension was thick, as he went to the shower.
I was in the bathroom, and we started hashing this shit out, me leaning against the counter.....
"I just think it's kind of mout.. because you're not contagious..."
"I know. But what if... You know.. Unless you want me to get your grandpa sick."
I'm pretty sure I rolled my eyes into the back of my head. these words felt like being kicked in the stomach.
"Yah. Thats exactly what I want." I said, and made a move for the bathroom door.
He grabbed me, I shoved him across teh bathroom, "Don't fucking touch me."

Of course.... Like any good fight with Lexy, it ended with me crying all over his chest.
Our first real fight.


And he came with me, so I guess I won.




Annnnnnd, so, that went well. Afterwards we headed back from Vancouver into Coquitlam for Nathans second family dinner.
At which I was about inches way from killing his oldest brother for this quote of the year.
"Animals don't have souls."





I'll leave you with that one.