three generations of fun

I just got back to mtl about two hours ago from toronto. This may sound odd, considering it's only toronto, but I had the most wonderful weekend. I couldn't have asked for anything better.

My aunt and great aunt live in Toronto and have been living there since I was a little girl. I decided to take the last weekend of my "reading" week to visit them and get away from all the stress that's been plaguing me (and all the crap waiting to pounce on me within the next 3 days) My aunt Laura picked me up from the airport on Friday morning and we grabbed some sushi. (the only reason I flew was because my mother had west jet points and got me there for free, plus my car's a lease, I can't exactly rack up the kilometers). After sushi we went to my great aunt Rosanna's house, where I spent the weekend. We decided to that it easy the first night and watched cooking shows and sang karaoke from her television. We put on quite a show!

On saturday, I woke up to a wonderful eggs and bacon breakfast. Auntie Laura picked me up from Auntie Rosanna's and took me shopping. I found the most adorable (yet slightly pricey store) and splurged a little. I bought the most amazing silk skirt (very Dita) and nautical looking shorts. We spent the day laughing and bonding and returned to Rosanna's for a delicious pasta and shrimp sauce and watched Vicky Christina Barcelona (such a fantastic movie! Penelope Cruz completely earned that Oscar!) Laura left and I stayed up watching SNL. 

This morning I woke up bright and early and Rosanna, Laura and I went to the most amazing Antique store I've ever seen. Not only was it HUGE but the prices were so reasonable. I bought an oval silver ring with inlaid bone and a skinny ivory bangle. I also found Abbey Road on Vinyl and almost died at how cheap it was and in what amazing condition it was in so I obviously purchased that as well. We had a quick lunch and then I was driven to the airport and here I am back in Montreal.

Only now have I realized how trivial this post is, but at the same time, I am filled with such a sense of love and happiness I felt I had to share it. I rarely get to see my aunts and when I do, I am showered with affection. They are loud, and eccentric and funky in the most awesome way. I only wish they lived here because I would be with them as much as I possibly could. I have such a wonderful appreciation for my family, not that I didn't before, but after this weekend I just feel so blessed to have people in my life who bring me such joy, and i feel lucky to call them my family.