I've finally seen my aunt Linda after 2 years. She came to visit us with her husband (Alan) and daughter yesterday (which I haven't seen for over 5... no, 6 years!). They were looking pretty good and God! Charlie-Ann has grown! Of course, when they left, she was 4 years-old and now she's getting taller, approaching her 10 years.
The whole family joined for supper at a restaurant (Melina? something like that... lost in the middle of Ville d'Anjou... what a crappy place!), including my uncle Yves, my grand-mother Rejeanne, grand-father Gaetan, mom (Sylvie) and her boyfriend (Mike), and my cute teddy bear Alex (what would I do without him anyway?). I found it actually quite boring (sorry guys, I think you saw I wasn't in the mood for a wedding-singer guy who likes western) since Alex, Charlie and I were kinda left alone with a few paper and crayons. It would have been great if we just stayed at home, ordering pizza or St-Hubert's chicken, and been able to talk without this horrible Gloria Gaynor cover. At least we could have drink good beer, watch TV and been more comfortable.
It's not that I don't like my family, I think they just don't know a good place where they can reunite properly. I saw that even my mother and grand-father were bored. C'mon! And we had to wait until 9 pm to eat... we got at 7 pm at the restaurant! No one thought about our bellies?
I should stop complaining, get my stuff and leave for job...
Myriam