The Hubs and I went to spend the weekend with his parents for Father’s Day, and while we were there we all went out on a trip to the GTA to see some of his extended family. Their family gatherings are considerably smaller and more low-key than mine are, and they also tend to cover a broader (and sometimes darker) range of topics. They each tend to have a pretty sarcastic sense of humour and whatnot. Anyway, while I was sitting on the couch listening to the various conversations going on around me, I began listening to my mother-in-law’s conversation with her father about arrangements he’s made for his funeral…