If you’re a regular here, welcome back! If you’re new, well, you’re about to get a crash course in my rant-y ways.
You will have noticed that last week I only posted a short little mid-week post saying hey, I’m not here. I had very good reason. The last three weeks have been somewhat of a roller coaster. First, right at the beginning of the month, the company I was working for had their main contract ended and so I was laid off. Of course I knew it was all business and not personal, but the hardest part was that I really loved where I was, who I worked with and what I was doing. The task of finding a new place is daunting, but I’m not stressing over it quite as hard as I did last time.
Then, the visits started. All of the visitors we had planned for this summer (with one exception) were due to be down in the last two weeks. Our house has had a bit of a revolving door, but it’s been wonderful!
My sister came first on Friday the 1st. She and her hubs and two little girls got here just before ten and we got a few minutes that night to let the two year old and four month old remember us as Ro and Bartek set up the camper in our backyard. The baby fell asleep on me. I was in heaven. On Saturday we took them out on a tour of the city and that afternoon, my brother in law Andy arrived with his three kids. It was kid central here; five of mine, five collectively of theirs. There was a bonfire, swimming in the pool, HUGE giggles, lots of food and beers were consumed. By Monday they were all gone to Nova Scotia and the house settled. Shawn went to work and I went back to work searching.
Thursday was my 39th birthday. I got dressed up
and we went out for sushi in Uptown Saint John. We also decided to go and see a movie together. We decided on Lucy, which looked really interesting but turned out to have so many plot holes and parts where the movie could have been so much better that in the end we decided that the best part of the movie was our conversation picking it apart on the way home. Well, I guess that’s what happens when you have a writer and a very technical-minded person see a movie like that. It was a shame, because it really could have been so much better.
The next day my in-laws arrived. It was so great to see them! We spent three lovely days catching up on the family at large, the surgery my mother in law has to have sometime around Christmas and the things they wanted to do on this their first trip to the East Coast. They brought their dog Millie with them as well and it was interesting to watch my dogs interact with her. My little Katie did not like having another dog bigger than her in the house at all and she barked a lot, but the kids just fell in love with Millie and spent a lot of time giving her love….and then of course giving our jealous dogs love as well.
We did a driving tour of the city and only stopped a few times as Joy uses a walker and she was limited as to where she could get out of the car. It was still great to show off to them where we live now, as we’re all really proud to be here.
Monday. Joy and Al left to head further East and Shawn and I drove to the airport to pick up Randy, our oldest friend. We worked it out that Shawn has known Randy for 25 years and I 22. We’re more like family, really. Much the same way I feel about my dear Sarah, whom we have both known almost as long. His landing was delayed about twenty minutes so Shawn decided to mess with him a bit and make him think we were at the Moncton airport (only about an hour and twenty minutes away) waiting for him. It was worth it to see his face getting off the plane and coming into the airport looking around in confusion.
We got home, shed the luggage and went back to the back garage for pool, darts, beers and apparently, shooters. Now, my oldest daughter is 19 and legal and some one let that girl bar-tend on Monday. Lord knows why. In under six hours she, Shawn and especially Randy were plastered. It. Was. Hilarious. I myself had decided not to drink any more earlier in case a sober head was needed and I’m glad I did. There was certainly some vomiting, a drunk phone call was made to another dear friend back in Ontario (‘sup, Greig), Randy spent a whole lot of time with his head on his arms in his lap and then….the video happened.
I wish I could show it, I truly do, but I promised my daughter that it would stay in my phone. Let’s just say that the short, minute long video of her drunkenly trying to put a hat and sunglasses on Randy’s hunched over back contains the most perfectly timed, video-caught fart of all time. It’s the funniest fucking thing I’ve seen almost ever. Many, many times last week that video was played and fast forwarded to the exact moment of the fart and it never failed to make us all laugh.
We spent the rest of the week just chillin’, having fun, touring around, playing epic dart games, visiting with Joy and Al again as they passed back through on their way home, eating great food and laughing. God did we ever laugh. Friday we took Randy back to the airport and bid him a very fond farewell.
and went to the Uptown for fun.
Pride was really cool. Except that I was surprised it was so small. Saint John is a pretty big city and I was expecting the parade to be pretty big but it was kind of on the small side. No matter, we got to see a ton of people having a great time, oogle a baby, catch some fun things thrown into the crowd and then walk over to Queen’s Square for a family block party. That’s where it got super fun.
There were five drag queens in the parade on different floats and at the square, they were letting people take pictures with them. Well, you know I had to, so Keisha and I went up and got right in there with them.
Me in my 80’s finery, they in all their fierce glory.
About a half an hour after that picture, we actually wound up standing around talking to them for a bit and they were SO MUCH FUN to hang out with! So full of laughter, so beautiful, so happy! All of us, my family and the Queens, stood together talking about being silly for a little while and then we said goodbye and went down to the boardwalk to see what the 80’s weekend had in store for us.
The answer was a whole lot of nothing. I don’t know if the event was poorly planned out, but there was NOTHING 80’s going on down there. We were so disappointed, and started to feel a little conspicuous in our 80’s gear, but, a really great Dominican band was playing on the band stand (really, Saint John? I mean, they were awesome, but on 80’s weekend??) so Keisha and I went and stood down to listen to them. They were SO GOOD! We started dancing in the street in front of them, even though only about one other person was dancing, and we even got to talk to one of them after they took their break.
It was getting late in the day though and everyone was getting tired so we decided to head home. That’s when these three guys came up and started talking to Keisha about shoes and…low and behold, it was our drag friends, sans drag! It was really cool that they came over to say hi once more before heading out. It just shows that it always pays to be friendly, be funny, be yourself. That was something I loved about taking the family to pride. It’s not just about showing our love and support for our daughter, it’s also one of the most accepting communities I’ve ever had the pleasure to be around. Saturday was a great day on many levels.
We decided to take it a bit easier yesterday and just enjoyed a mostly quiet day at home.
Today I will blast some nice, dance-able cuban music, clean the hell out of my house, check out the job boards once again and later, do some writing. It’s a good ol’ life.