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Now the party don’t start til i walk in

Meet The Kerouacs! Like the Addams Family. I get to be Wednesday!

Sometimes this whole blogging thing gets a lil cray-zay and you gotta press send halfway through and pull a little “be right back.” Don’t think anyone’s complaining though, will there be a test after this? You never know.

PART I: AUNTIE RAYMBO BRIGHT and FAMILY TAKE YOGURTY’S in case you missed it, catch up now.

I am a huge escapist, I have a successful blog because of this, like, what are you supposed to be doing right now, certainly not reading my blog but here we are so lets do what we do best and dream of rainbow candy lava rivers on piles of peanut butter flavour calorie reduced yogurt and have an eating contest, good?

HAHA what if that was peanut butter yogurt with peanut butter chips. Your food is redundant and so are you. Sorry teacher!

Shall I drag the family dysfunction out and in to this post like you really really want?

I just lol’d like Nelson from the Simpsons and Buddy Holly is back from the dead.

How many Little Raymis does it take to fill a Yogurty’s?

About that whole cray-zay thing I mentioned up top, in the last 24 hours it’s like everyone ran out of their meds cos I have been getting hardcore trolled. One thing in particular was an accusation that I essentially, am not real. What? I think of all the bloggers I’m the only one who has been showing their entire family, life, breakups, FOR REAL for ELEVEN YEARS. Where is the fake? My friend said there is something odd about these nay sayers preferring the black hair girl miserable and lonely waiting for her bf to come every day, there is something sinister about that for sure.

This is above and beyond a social experiment at this point. We didn’t invent goofy wacky scenarios for wont of a blog gimmick and spiderweb of facebook and twitter personas, this is my family and our real life. We are extreme, which the entertainment foundation is built upon.

And there is a lot of love. If a family isn’t getting along then they don’t hang and then there isn’t “material” or content, rather. We do, so there is. Where is the fake part, again? Ps. my brother and his friends will beat you up! We’re on the defence and have a reason for it. REVENGE. One day when I finally go to the police with a massive file folder stacked with year’s worth of harassment, identity theft, stalking, torment, abuse, slander, the cop will be like why didn’t you come sooner. Uh, I was busy. Honestly when this month is over I am taking a break.

Here is a song about October, called, October.

I bought my mother these in Quebec City. FOR REAL!

Uncle Mike wears ridiculous garb. Always has, and doesn’t give a care. Any hobby he engages in he takes it to the extreme. His top five Jeopardy Categories would be: Metal detecting in the tropics, Setting off more fireworks than the fourth of July, which splash pants to wear with which designer fugly sneakers, his boat and as a bonus traveling annually to each stanley cup winning’s city to sell his mint condition collectable hockey cards. In short, extreme. Like the glasses.

I like your shirt mom.

B- on the faux waves.

Then Sylvia and her little fashionista daughter arrive.

She’s so shy and sweet.

A mini Sylvia. I bet they share clothes. It shows hehehh.

Go on then love.

I am so jealous of that hair.

Something is always goin’ down with this lot.

Her tub was layered and no empty pockets. Hilarious. Her mom said she eats and eats and eats and doesn’t stop. I can relate.

I LOVE this photo. The chocolate action shot! A closer look whaaaat! O_O I can stop time.

Hey dude here we go again.

THIS SUNSET BROUGHT TO YOU BY YOGURTY’S!

Enjoy it while it lasts before the next gathering is in a pub.

That’s my girl :).

Mystery camera has one setting only. The lcd smashed months ago. If I have great shots it’s cos I am a good photographer, it’s all about the aim and the finger crossing.

See my feather mustache? Who hates that word?

The rubber grip on these ridiculous glasses was tearing at my precious hair.

It feels like being in a spaceship in there. Me likey.

Mary Lynn looks pumped.

I look like a grasshopper.

When Linda and I went to get booze next door (Yogurty’s bonus, it’s in the appleby mall parking lot beside the LCBO 5010 Pinedale Avenue) they all got seconds.

Realness? You want some real, people? This is a picture of me and teacher fighting and the pressure I sometimes feel from this blog. You try managing a zoo of a family and being heard over all the noise, yes it’s about fun and games but HELP ME take pictures please, I have specific &^%$# to cover. Don’t give me attitude just do as you’re told and eat your free yogurt. How many fights do we get in to a day? Oh, how many stars are there in the sky? Lol.

Now that you’re all hopped up on sugar, it’s show time kids.

Now what did I have at 13 to hang out in other than a Burger King where people could still smoke inside. Actually, that was pretty amazing once I started smoking not many years later much to the chagrin of my mother, I hid it well. I’ve been a non-smoker for 6 years now?

Ok here comes Jackie O.

Back-lit babes.

Haha mom that asteroid star is exploding out of your head.

Now my brother will know which book on her shelf to snoop in, or I bet she’ll take it to school then get in trouble.

Seconds. Unbelievable. When Tracey isn’t paying she gets hungrier lol.

Pigs. Love them. Bet none of them were worrying about their lil waistlines like ol aunt Raymbo.

You’re welcome for the amazing family meet-up idea. It’s brilliant. Stuff face with yogurt and bail when they start irritating you then go off to do your own thing. No awkward couch family room sittings, just pure dessert. Run out of stuff to talk about or every topic they bring up is exhausticating? Talk about your YOGURT! My brother and I bullied mom, what’s a matter, why are you eating two? Are you on your period? hahah. Actually I’d say our family is more like the Osbournes.

Notice how kelly is all long haired blonde and thin now too. Some guy screamed BROOKE HOGAN! Out at me while I was in Miami beach and now I get hits for “brooke hogan flip flops” (see below photo) all the time haha. I don’t think our family could be destroyed like Hulk Hogan’s was by reality tv as our family is already destroyed (j/k) so there’s no way a hogan fall out could break it, every scandal that could happen, has and is happening.

Those are tube flops. Surf sandals. Cawabunga!

That was a great trip.

Full post here back to Yogureality now.

I see modelling in your future.

She already has done some modelling. Commercial stuff (Tyra voice).

No visit is complete without the photo wall portrait. There’s another nice one on the way out but everyone had had enough at that point. No family outing is complete if it doesn’t end in yelling and stalking off in separate cars bahaha.

My mom’s shots now.

How wonderfully grotesque.

Daddy’s little girl!

TGIF!

To the salon!

12 thoughts on “Now the party don’t start til i walk in

  1. Dear Yogurty’s, your yogurt and toppings are fresh and delicious.
    Do you think you could swing some new blinds as the sun is blinding in your store thus for the need to wear glasses.

    Yours truly
    raymismom

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