It’s been too long since I’ve sat and logged my thoughts. It probably explains my slight edginess…it’s been weeks since my last journal entry. Interesting how much I depend on this time for self reflection and gratitude for all things great in life. On the flip side, I’ve had my parents and brother in my midst to enjoy and relish for the past three weeks. Once I feel ready, I will fill in more of the gaps, but my Gran passed away early June. It was peaceful and sad, but life, as usual, brought the family together and I can’t help but revel at how lucky I am to have such a loving and wonderful fam.
One of my favorite things to do in the summer is scamper over to the 104 St. market on Saturday mornings. It’s filled with local spirit, great food, and morning worthy cafe lattes.
While mom and I feasted on Bison burgers for lunch and visited all the fun, little vendors, Erik elected to have his hair cut and popped out looking all shiny and new with a seriously banging ‘Do. I have no idea who this lady is… but I love everything about her. One of my favorite things about summer is when there is a slice in our hectic schedule that allows the family to fall into place. Brings me back to the good ol’ days, when my parents, Cameron and I wake up in the morning in the same place, drink our coffee, tease each other, hug and fall into the family step. Only now it’s better with the addition of Erik and Lia. Though for this particular trip to Edmonton, the condo crew was missing Lia, who had to stay behind in Victoria to complete another year of awesome-ness (such dedication to her students). We missed you Lia.
None-the-less, with a full
house condo, Cam was a trooper and dozed on the couch without a single complaint. My dad took this goodie one morning.
-Cam, you can thank me later… love the mask, tough guy.
A Sushi wolf down with the fam.
Oh, and I thought I’d get all crazy in the kitchen and whip up a raspberry and rose cheesecake. For the adventurous foodie this would have been a totally delightful taste bud extravaganza. Not sure it worked for us, though. Oh, and how can I forget. When my big, little bro comes to town I capitalize on his expertise and refresh myself on a few self defense maneuvers. I should mention the other week I had a rather enjoyable evening sipping wine and being goofy with a few fabulous co-workers. And, surrounded by three different fireworks shows on our balcony, we munched on Canadian style burgers for Canada Day. Our show of patriotism and stat-relaxation was a perfect dream to the start of July.