It's been an eventful week as far as seeing family goes. I was on my way home from work on Wednesday and my Momma texted me and told me she was in the city. That was really exciting, I hadn't seen her for a while, or my littlest brother either. We went out for dinner at Vinnie's, chatted for a while and had some Tim's. It was a nice, unexpected visit and I loved that they dropped in.
I also had a really awesome weekend.
It was actually the first weekend in a while that the sun was out consistently and it didn't rain and it was warm and I actually got burnt. Which is bad and I should have worn sunscreen. I kinda like being so pale. My tan lines also look pretty dumb and I remember how much I hate that.
I worked from home, packed and got ready for the weekend Friday and Christian and I hopped on the bus at 3:00 for an hour and fifty minute bus ride. Christian was hard at work making CSS work. We drove through a serious lightning storm, where visibility on the road was super low and the possibility of hydroplaning was super high. Thankfully it cleared up within ten minutes, but it was concerning for a while.
We got to the reunion and I saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in six or so years, and some new ones. There were so many people more people in attendance even on Friday that I haven't seen there before. We relaxed by the camper, had some steak for supper and sat around the fire and drank some beer. We set up a mansion of a tent that apparently sleeps 14 people. We only needed four to sleep in it so it was roomy.
My sleep was cold even with a warm fuzzy blanket and two sleeping bags piled on top of us. I'm not complaining about camping in general, because I honestly do like it, but everything was so damp and cold and I slept with a sweater and pajama pants on. I feel like I'm old because my back is hurting from everything I sleep on.
The little girls at the reunion took to Christian right away and they were following him around and he was chasing them around. He had a big job to do with swing pushes and twirls and carrot jumps and water balloon fights and tag and "come catch me!" and them kicking him in the belly on the swing. Despite that he managed to keep the kids entertained and he had the adults laughing as well. I felt like I was the date of the belle of the ball, I'm really proud to show him off to the family+.
We got the royal treatment all weekend, having food made for us and everything. We woke up on Saturday and had some bacon and eggs made for us with some coffee/tea. I grabbed a plate and put some bacon on it and Christian grabbed the bacon plate and put eggs on it. He got ribbed pretty hard for doing that.
It was so beautiful outside, probably reached above 30. We put so much activities into Saturday and the weekend ended up going by so fast. We had a couple of games of washer toss then we went down to the beach to look at the water. We were at a place on the Bay of Fundy that has some pretty high/low tides.
It was kind of nice to be out of the city and in the middle of nowhere. It was pretty everywhere, and since I was there almost every summer when I was younger, it was familiar in a nice way. I remember running through these woods. The only bad thing was the amount of bugs that wanted to eat us. And did they ever. Christian's still scratching his bug bites.
We had a lot of fun, we got to eat some ice cream on the hot day thanks to my Daddy and his ease of getting ice cream, though it was hard to keep it from melting as we ate it. That hot.
At this beach, the tides go low enough to reveal a mud flat, one which I used to have mud fights and dig for clams and spend a weird amount of time in with the other kids, then we would have to be hosed down with the cold hose water. I took Christian down about an hour before sunset and he didn't believe the mud was actually, well, muddy. He took a step in a sunk a little and was surprised.
So he threw rocks into the mud and watched them splat.
We played a couple of games of washer toss which is my favourite game ever. I haven't played in about 6 years so I was super rusty, but by the end of it I managed something. Christian was pretty good at it despite having played only once in his life or something. We only won a couple of games, but usually there's a little tournament set up and it gets pretty competitive. I love it.
Christian and I went to the beach in the afternoon, after he was all sweaty from running around with kids and it was really hot. We had tried earlier in the morning but the tide was way out and coming in fast so the mud was all stirred up and the water was pretty brown. We went this time when the tide was in almost all the way and the water was clearer. It was my first time to the beach this year, I had been itching to go swimming for a while now, and I got a one piece bathing suit this year!
A little while after we got back, we found a caterpillar on a flipper. Christian showed all the kids and they oohed and aahed over it. But it was a pretty clumsy little guy.
In the evening we had a giant potluck-esque supper, where there were so many macaroni salads and salads and a delicious seafood chowder and the best desserts. It was very satisfying and so cool to have all the people there eating with us as well. There was one dessert made with rice krispies and mars bars melted together that was amazing and I found the recipe for it here. After that everyone settled around the campfire with a can of beer or a glass of wine (some were doing that all day). Ah camping and relaxing.
My other bro showed up, which I was so happy about because I haven't seen him in forever. I actually don't remember the last time I saw him. That was exciting. To spend some time with that whole side of the fam again. That hasn't happened in a long while.
After dark we went to a fireworks show down at the beach. This one was better than Halifax's Canada day fireworks this year. And we were much closer and could actually see them.
I also hung out with some cousins and my childhood BFF and we sat at the beach for a while talking about weird things because we're weird. I got told I look like a hippie so that was nice. Not actually. But I hung out with Jamie and got to chat with my Dad and hang out with Christian when he wasn't entertaining ten 4 year olds.
Here's wittle bro Jamie curled up in his sleeping bag like a sleepy boy.
So the morning after the big supper was a big breakfast with bacon, eggs, pancakes, toast and sausages. Toast made on the barbeque even. It was really good, I miss having pancakes.
On Sunday we played with water balloons. We mostly hung around and enjoyed the sun and heat and Christian hid in the shadows away from the sun. I guess it's how I got burnt.
This is how Christian stayed cool.
We also recreated this picture for my Dad's birthday, it was lucky to have all the kids in one place since our lives have deviated so much since that picture.
Christian and I got back to the city around late afternoon. We ended up sleeping in the car on the way back. We ordered pizza for supper and watched a couple episodes of Wet Hot American Summer and fell asleep. It was so nice to be back in our own bed and have a warm sleep.