Monday, April 19, 2010

Family vacation

A couple of weeks ago, my Pop, Gilly and I all piled into the car early (and I mean EARLY. 5:30 am early.) and headed west to a little piece of heaven called Sioux Lookout. 

I knew it would be an amazing trip, because we were going to a beautiful place to visit wonderful people. Uncle John and Auntie Teddy's place has become known as Paradise, because that's exactly what it is. There are gift baskets laid out in our individual accommodations, which makes it feel like a resort. A laid back resort where time doesn't exist, and days are measured by mealtimes, cocktail hours, and the sun coming up over the horizon. 
You think I'm exaggerating. But I'm not.

Here's a little snippet of our family road trip, the first in almost 10 years. 

An Easter road trip from Kate McLaren on Vimeo.

Congratulations to Biller, who survived 14 hours in a vehicle with two daughters craving chocolate and prone to the occasional irrational outburst (I'm so BORRREDDDD!!!) in a high pitched, whiny voice. 
Pop, I think it's safe to say that you deserve a medal, but deep down, I think you enjoyed the trip just as much as we did. 

Saturday, April 10, 2010


Me, after being flicked about a half-dozen times with a dish rag: Dad, grow up.
Him: Nope. Never gonna happen hun. Told ya that many times.

He may have grey hair and arthritis, but definitely still the biggest kid in the family. Including extended.
My nickname ("Memere") becomes clearer all the time.