I think so. And I think our family ate more than it’s fair share this weekend with many more pounds to go.
Easter was a little wishy washy this year. My Mother, having originally made plans to have guests for dinner before remembering it was indeed Easter weekend, had our family dinner on Friday night. Unlike most people my Father does not take most Statutory holidays as a holiday, he continues to work. Have I mentioned before that my Father is almost 70 and is a house painter by trade? Yes, so he won’t stop working at his trade. So we arrive for turkey dinner on Friday and Dad is almost asleep, or dead on his feet as my Mother kept saying. My Sister arrives without J2, who five minutes before leaving starts puking his guts out. Her husband stayed home with J2 while the rest of us enjoyed our dinner.
All in all our usually packed table on Easter was quite small and quiet. Given that my other two Sisters were out of town and we were missing half of my other Sister’s family. It was quite a small affair. Probobly the smallest we have had in a really long time. The food was delicious and J played happily by himself while we all filled up with turkey and what not.
Saturday we spent most of the day playing the Lego Star Wars II video game on the 360. It was a snowy yucky day outside and we really just wanted to hang out and play video games. Not something that has occured for a few years so it was kind of fun. We did have to head out to watch A play his hockey game later in the afternoon, which his team won. But, we weren’t gone too long and came home to play some more. I should also mention that J was not quite himself, so we were waiting for the pukies to hit him too, but he held strong.
Sunday came around and we had to go to Hubby’s Mom’s for lunch. J still wasn’t quite himself, but he ate breakfast so I figured what ever was bugging him was passing. Hubby went for a three hour run to train for a marathon and I was exhausted having been woken up several times in the night by my neighbours. We arrive for lunch a little worse for the wear and didn’t they cook up a whole big turkey dinner! So, we were stuffing ourselves again. Oh yes, and just as we sat down to eat and J had put his first bite of bread in his mouth up came his breakfast and juice. So he didn’t eat anything. He kep telling me he choked on the bread, but I think it was a bug. Needless to say we didn’t stay long and headed home to try to return to normal for the start of the week.
All in all not the greatest Easter weekend, but you take what you get, I guess. J seems to be much better today as is J2. My Sister dropped by this morning and we dressed the kids up and sent them outside to play. Which they did happily for an hour and a half. I think it did them a world of good and they should hopefully be even more back to their normal selves by tomorrow.
Here’s to chocolate…
Tomorrow is
Good Friday. I feel like
Easter is so, so early this year. I like to explain to J both the secular and Christian versions of holidays but since this one involves one of his heroes dying. And J is very sensitive to death, I don’t think I want to be the one to explain this one. So, I think I will leave it up to Grandpa to share at dinner tomorrow, let him deal with the tears.
And to top off the early arrival of Easter, it is supposed to snow for the next two or three days. That just makes Easter Egg hunts in the backyard not so enjoyable. It was actually supposed to snow most of the day today, but somehow we seemed to escape it all.

It’s a good thing that J likes to play outside in the wet grass with his rainsuit on or else he wouldn’t have had any fresh air since the weekend.

I thought I would add a few photos of our dogs. They are a royal pain in the butt, but I love them just the same. The first photo is Cosmo (full name Cosmo Kramer from
Seinfeld). Cosmo is a collie-lab mix and just turned eleven. Not too sure how many years he has left in him, but he is getting really grey now. He is a gentle dog who has a bark that will scare any solicitors from the front porch faster than they can ring the bell.

Next is Mickey (Mickey Blue Eye, as he has one blue eye and one brown one) who is seven and a bit. Mickey was a rescue and some days we wonder why we did it. No, just kidding. Some days he is just a little more crazy than others. He came from a litter at a pet store (of which a friend of ours also got a dog, hers had to be put down) that had been very over bred. The result is that he is a bit skittish and has taken him much longer to calm down then most huskies. Again, I don’t always mind so much as it keeps strangers away from the front door. He is just as loveable as Cosmo and very protective of his pack (us) so I always feel safe with him around.
Not sure what inspired me to share about my dogs today. I guess because they are always here and I take lots of photos of them. Mickey is not as willing for a photo as Cosmo, he seems to like to be far away from the camera. Cosmo you could get right in there and snap away and he wouldn’t care one bit.
Let’s hope all the weather forecasters are wrong and that the next few days turn out to be not quite as bad as we think… Oh and Happy Easter!
Happy Valentine’s Day!!!
And what a day it is. The snow is falling fast and although it looks very pretty, it is really sucky to drive in. The temperatures are just cold enough and the wind blowing just right that the snow is creating an icy surface for your tires to barely grab onto.
Hubby, wonderful Hubby, bought J and I each our very own box of chocolates. He usually isn’t in to Valentine’s day, but I guess with the fact that he is now sitting at the airport waiting to take off for Brussels, that he was feeling a bit guilty.
Yes, Brussels. That makes two exotic places I would love to see that Hubby has gone to (or is on his way to, if his planes all take-off on time). I just don’t think I am cut out to have a husband that travels. It still doesn’t make sense to me that he travels for 12 hours one way for an 8 hour meeting and then 12 hours back again. But, who am I to complain, I am snug as a bug here at home. And he is going to see wonderful Belgium, hope he brings me some real chocolate back. And for his sake I hope his planes all take-off and make their connections or he will be one unhappy Hubby.
So, that my friends is my Valentine’s. A little chocolate, and an evening with J. I hope you all have a little more excitement lined up for you on this Valentine’s day.
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