As I search through my memories, I find it incredibly sad that I remember the first couple of days more than the last few. You would think it would be the opposite?
Wednesday morning. I can only assume I woke up, had some OJ, sat with my aunt and my gramma, waiting for the sleepy heads to arise. I think this morning, I attempted to do some homework. I started a unit in social- Development of Nationalism. The first few pages were a debriefing of the French Revolution. 1789 was not a good year for France. I only made a tiny progression- but hey, atleast I tried.
We walked down Robson- searching for a Japadog. We found a Japadog, it just wasn't running, but there were 'Beard Papa's' right beside it. A Beard Papa is a huge cream puff. I'm not to partial of cream puffs- but I might add- these were simply delicious.
Later in the day, we were expecting another family to come stay with us, so when my uncle went down stairs to bring up some company-I could have only assumed that those were the people to first grace us with their presence. But no. My 23 year old cousin and his 2 friends showed up at our doors. It was kind of amusing hearing them talk about their drive. Apparently, at 9pm the night before, they decided to drive out to Vancouver. So, they set off in a little car, drove all the way from Calgary in the middle of the night, ended up pulling over in a Rona parking lot, slept, and found their way to the apartment within one night. So we sat down and visited with them for a while, and only about an hour later, the family that had planned to stay with us arrived. Their 5 year old daughter was with them, and had lost the majority of her front teeth since I had last seen her. I asked her if the tooth fairy had come- and she replied "What tooth fairy"- oops.
By mid afternoon, everyone had vacated out of the house. The boys going to look for some tickets, Gramma and company left for figure skating, and I believe my aunt and uncle went to a hockey game.
Now, what were we going to do in the mean time?
Well, I can't honestly remember what we did. I think we went out, came back, and then went to our dinner reservations at a japanese restaurant called "Miku" for 8:30. We were a little bit earlier then everyone else, so we sipped on our green tea- and managed to go to the bathroom 3 times before they arrived. We also ordered a Shirley Temple- but a real one. Apparently it is supposed to have pineapple juice, but most places don't make it like that. Before today, I had really never eaten much japanese food- so I was really happy when my uncle ordered for me. He ordered a few things of sushi,tofu, and a HUGE plate of various raw fish. That night, I tried some more tofu, raw salmon and raw tuna! I was rather proud of myself.
Once back in the condo, we sat down and watched Muriels Wedding. Now, if you haven't seen it, you simply must. It's not a very good story, and the plot is somewhat depressing, but somehow, it is one of my favorite movies. My personal favorite quotes ever: 'You're terrible, Muriel' , 'Deidre!' , 'My life is better than an ABBA song!'.
You know in hotels when you need a key to go up and down the elevator- well it was the same in this condo, except you had a FOB which allowed you access. So, just after midnight, we had to go down an retrieve the boys. We had a set curfew, because we knew we had to be up early the next morning. When everyone was finally settled in the condo, we had to find room for everyone to sleep, as there wasn't much sleeping space. So basically, this was the layout of the living room. Lyssie and I blow up mattress on the floor, 2 of them in a pull out bed, and the other on the couch. Not to mention 4 other people split between 2 rooms.
'Twas a full house.
-Happy Blogger
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