I always wanted moccasins blah blah blah

So, when I was in Canada with my Mom for my conference, one night we ventured down to the Niagara falls. We were in a typical Canadian gift shop, complete with maple syrup, maple leave adorned jewelry and apparel, and of course moccasins. Picking up a pair of the leather shoes, I chuckled and told my Mom that everytime we were in Canada when I was a kid, I had wanted a pair of moccasins, but then when I had finally gotten a pair, they weren't as exciting as I had thought they'd be so I never wore them.

Apparently, Mom didn't have her listening ears on because the next day when I came back from the conference, Mom handed me a gift - a brand new pair of moccasins. I laughed and she said "What? You said you always wanted some!" Apparently all Mom heard me say was "When I was a kid, I always wanted a pair of moccasins blah blah blah yada yada blah." She hadn't heard the moral of my little reminiscent story.

Now the moccasins have a special place in my heart, with another Mom story attached to them ;)

On another note, hurray for the IRA disarming. I hope it really happens then maybe Mom and Dad can bike Northern Ireland safely someday! That, and it'd be nice to have peace in the violence-torn country. They're both favorites!