multiple choice

So we all survived our trip to Toronto. Mike and I. The kids. All the grandparents. Because in the end it did take all of us to pull it off. Did I even mention why we were in Toronto? Have I mentioned that Mike is now President of our local Agricultural Society? He is and as such the society paid for us to be in Toronto for two days to attend the OAAS convention, held in the swanky Royal York hotel. So there were meetings, seminars, round table discussions, showcases and receptions to attend, but there was also time for visiting with other fairs and we may have snuck in a bit of fun here and there.

If we're friends on facebook... and if we aren't yet, how come you haven't added me? Then you know I alluded to having a story to tell, but not being sure if I had clearance to tell it. Well lucky for you all, I did get clearance, but then I thought it would be too easy to just tell you what it was, so we're going to play a little game. I'm going to tell you a bunch of little stories and then you try and guess which one is true... only my best gal Robin doesn't get to play because she already knows what went down. Good luck.

Story #1
On the way to watch Mike pick up an award for our fair (we were named fair of the year for 2010 by the amusement company we deal will) I received a call from the school. Maya was sick and needed to be picked up. I called various grandparents and couldn't get an answer anywhere. Finally got Papa on the phone, but he didn't know who he was talking to or what I was talking about.

Story #2
When we checked into our room we found 1 king sized bed and not 2 doubles. In a hotel of 1365 rooms there was not another room with 2 doubles to be had. Did I mention we were sharing a room with ML one night? Some quick and dirty math will tell you there was three of us and only one bed. What to do? We risked the scandal and shared the bed. Me in the middle, Mike to my left and ML to my right.

Story #3
Riding the subway a couple of young and very drunk ladies got on and began vandalizing the car we were riding in. Security was summoned, a scuffle ensued and one of the very drunk young ladies ended up sprawled across our laps with her skirt a titch higher than it should have been.

So what do you think? Which one of those things actually happened?

second verse same as the first

Well to carry on this weekend's sad theme, Dave and Mel were here for one last visit before heading over to roam around Europe for the next three months. Luckily Granny also had the day off and could spend it with us as well. We even snuck in a little birthday celebration with her since she's jetting off to the East coast for hers.

All in all it was a pretty low key day. We rocked some Guitar Hero. Mel and I swam in our frigid pool with Abby. It wasn't the same kind of sadness as Yoli's party. I mean I know for sure when Dave and Mel are coming back home and it didn't really seem all that weird to part today saying, see you at Christmas. Well it did and it didn't. It wouldn't be odd if we didn't seem them until Christmas even if they weren't headed halfway round the world.. They have very busy weekends and Maya is the world's worst traveler. The kid needs Gravol to get to Dundas for crying out loud. It just seemed odd to say it out loud. It's just unsettling to think they won't be a mere two hours away, but at least we have Facebook. And they better be checking in a lot. Or at least enough to keep me from totally freaking out.

I am excited for them and their grand adventure, but being an entirely different type of person. Read I am a homebody married to a homebody. The idea of living in a foreign country makes me feel anxious. I can only hope the next three months go by quickly. And to top the weekend off I'm headed back to work tomorrow after a week off. So I think the best thing for me is to wave the white flag and head up to sleep my way to a better frame of mind.

and day two

Day two of vacay, was a little bit better.....



Although Abby did come home from her sleepover a bit under the weather. She seems to have picked up whatever Maya had. Luckily it only lasts about twelve hours.

sigh

First day of a ten day vacay and this is so not how I wanted to spend it.....



Poor little Maya, not how she wanted to spend the day either. Plus tonight she missed out on her very first sleepover at Papa and Grandma Linda's. And Mommy missed out on a whole bunch of cocktails with her girlfriends.

sigh.... sorry best friend, the Heather Edition. I really truly wanted to be there.

happy birthday

It was a quiet Canada Day for us this year. Probably because it was our last day of holidays, which is never a fun day. We managed to drag ourselves out of bed in time to see the Canada Day parade in the little town next door to ours. It's not my favourite parade, no that distinct honour goes to the Cactus Festival Parade and my old man band with the super short shorts.



And The Abster's hat, didn't I tell you it was killer? Now, as she tells me, she can be a cowgirl and a princess at the same time.



And little My Py, isn't she a doll? With both her fingers jammed up her nose. Oh well at least she's drawing attention away from the zit on my chin.