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Happy Birthday Eric! And the last of my mom’s visit

This week has been a bit nutso, so just a few things before it has been too long since my mom left and it is weird to talk about.

But first, happiest of 21st birthdays to my baby brother Eric!


The first time I held him. He was a HUGE baby.


21. 21 years have gone by since that cheeky cat was born. I can’t believe it. I remember when I was eagerly anticipating his arrival and drawing scary clowns to be posted on the walls of his nursery that said “TO BABY!” all over them (not kidding about that, my mom saved one of the clown posters that I drew and it is terrifying. Poor guy). I have a lot more to say on the subject of having a baby brother…I also found a speech that I wrote about little brothers when I was in Grade 6 and it does not paint Eric in the most flattering light (direct quote: “I like him when he is sleeping and when he is playing in his OWN room with his OWN toys. I do not like it when he comes into my room and gets into all my stuff. And forget about putting up a barricade because Eric will just smash through it.”) I think I will have to write more about that speech later…

Anyway, he did turn into a shining, respectable young man. So happy birthday Eric, I love you!

Last weekend when my mom was still here we did the rounds of visiting her old friends. And we dropped in to see my lovely Nana.


I still cannot believe she is 100. And she is still so with it, asking my mom all the questions about what she has been up to. Nana is my dad’s mom, but my parents were married for 20 years so was obviously a big part of my mom’s life. Nana was just thrilled to see her. She is still calling me and raving about our visit and how happy she was to see my mom doing so well.


She’s a sweetheart that Nana. Her annual Elvis impersonator barbecue is coming up and I cannot wait.

Aside from family and friends visiting, we ate a lot. My mom made her famous chicken soup that I love so much.


My friend Melissa was telling me that the reason she loves soup so much to this day is because of my mom and the soups she used to make for us when we were growing up. I totally agree. I never thought about that before but I’m pretty sure that is why I love soup so much now too. I can always go for some soup.

Evan also made his delicious lentils and red curry chicken for my mom, and it was her first time eating anything like that.


With spicy pickle and Evan’s cousin’s chutney and popadoms. My mom loved. I loved! I want to eat that every day!

Evan cooked for us a lot actually…



I’m sorry but sausages are just not photogenic, no matter how you photograph them.

I was happy my mom got to experience Evan’s cooking, because it is dynamite.

Evan and I also took my mom to the flea market last Sunday so she could experience that randomness. And we went to amazing crazy food court with all the foods of the world, and what made the experience for me this time was this pork rice from the Columbian food stall.


It is cooked inside sewed up pork skin and it was incredibly amazing. We all loved it. My mom and I also shared a quesadilla from the Mexican booth, but not even worth taking a picture of, I was too into that rice.

My mom hung out a lot with this little minx.


My mom was Winnie’s first owner. I think Winnie remembered her! She slept with her every night and has definitely been missing her since she left. My mom could not believe how much she still acts like a spry young kitty, and she is turning 21 this October! I haven’t been posting a lot of pictures of Winnie since Bolt’s arrival, but rest assured she is and will always be my number one. She is my favourite.

Other than that, a lot of hanging around and chatting in the condo. Evan and my mom really like each other.



Brotherman came over for dinner a few times and he and my mom really hit it off as well.

I know she had a really great time. I was so sad to see her go. We are going to miss her around here. But I am very happy knowing that Eric (and Kenya and Dixon!) are taking such good care of her in BC.

Have a great weekend!


Ladies Night

My mommers is already gone! She left early yesterday morning so was only here for a total of 10 days that went by way too fast. I miss her already and Evan and I were talking this morning about how weird it feels not having her in the house.

On Friday my friends from high school were all going out in the evening to celebrate a variety of things…an impromptu bachelorette for Emily, our friend Crystal was visiting from Calgary (it was the only night I even got to see her! I am disappointed about that), etc. Just a general night of shenanigans. We had been planning it for a while and I know my mom would love to see all the girls so I brought her along. She even let me do her makeup and straighten her hair for our big night on the town.


My hair is always straight but my mom was blessed with luscious curly locks. I thought she looked so beautiful. We were saucy zebra twins.

We went to Pravda, a Russian vodka bar (but I drank beer!) downtown, where we went last year for a night out as well. I did think last year that Pravda wasn’t really my scene, and it certainly is not my mom’s scene, and actually I don’t even think it is the rest of the girls’ scene… It’s a little bit too, what is the word….pretentious, maybe? But you know my friends will have fun in a bus depot so we made it a fun time.


And it was fun to get all dolled up for the occasion. My mom LOVED seeing those crazy girls!!!


And they loved seeing her. She knows my friends quite well, and has always been very open and easygoing with them. She is a cool mom.


Okay well, maybe not cool to the same extent as Mrs. George, but she is cool.


Pravda is quite crowded and that is annoying and made it hard to find people, but I have to say that it does have its redeeming qualities. Like girls hanging from ribbons from the ceiling…


And these drummers who stand on the bar and play along with the Russian national anthem.


That’s gotta be tough, hot work. But if they got too sweaty after their drum playing one of us girls was ready to lend a helping hand.


I am trying to figure out…is that glitter on his shirt?

We also quite enjoyed this man who played the violin.


We found a private table in the back where no one was and he protected it for us if we wanted to leave for a bit and go on an adventure. The only way to get to the table was to pass him, so he did not let anyone besides us through to steal our table. He was our gatekeeper. He was very nice.

So nothing too crazy, and it was a fairly early night, but definitely a good time with the girls.


Can you tell that I try not to allow my face to get sun? Geez. Maybe it’s just a makeup thing combined with a camera flash, like Angelina Jolie’s makeup mishap.


Anyway. It was a big night for my mom and I’m so glad she enjoyed herself and our antics.

Without going into all the detail I have to say that my mom is doing the best I have seen in about 15 years, and that is cause for celebration. It is so great to see her like this. I have been thinking lately that the world would be a much better place if everyone had a bit of my mom in them. She’s a precious gem.