Cheers to the freakin’ weekend

Had a lovely fun family filled weekend. Broke in the roof, ate lots of grub, drank lotsa dranks, good times.

Double aunt/uncs bday celebrations (plus Grandma RIP Sheila) it has always been tradition to have a big fete some point in May. It’s just party all the time ain’t it. No complaints here!

Aunt Alison has spent a time in Halifax so I bought her this necklace from Made you Look. Pretty decent!

Rog and Nance don’t do crosswords oh well, great posh regift or nice to have out on your desk to make you look sharp. Especially trying to do a crossword from the twenties, yeah right good luck with that slang poppycock!

Look how pumped she is.

My feet were sore as balls Saturday night. Thighs too. Eyes, pure bloodshot O_O we have many flights of stairs, I was on party auto pilot the whole time. We pulled it off!

Shawn liked my dirty comics (Perry Bible Fellowship, given to me from Rye) of course. He’s like yo go show dad this so he knows what I’m talking about hahah.

Didn’t get a chance to put up the decorations NO TIME NO TIME also look I haven’t mailed that painting yet. Do they have boxes at the post office for a canvas? They must. Yeah yeah I’ll mail it (hate myself).

The cats were well behaved. This morning I woke up to My Friend sitting on one of the chairs tucked beneath the roof table like it was a frigging indoor dining room, no care in the world. Had to wrestle her off a chair cushion. She likes to disappear sometimes.

Uncle Roger’s book is up for an award and he’s working on his second novel now. There’s a mention in the post about it.

Happy BDAY xoxo.

What’s up yo.

The Model Railroad Club of Toronto was a great time. We had a little private party in the club room and got to wander around as we pleased, I LOVE group activities if people are going to get together. I learned so much, and rest assured ladies this is where your husbands are and not at “the ballet” ;).

Set in the fifties, this O Scale tiny town is a great escapist sight to see with a teeny plastic cup of champagne in your hand that helps shrink your troubles away. Oh so nostalgic. My dad’s trains are HO scale, tinier than this layout but he said now he gets why O scale is more prevalent, easier to see.

It looks very real. The dust and dirt lends a quality of realness absolutely. Or they just lazy.

I wonder if Mr. Rogers ever came here? The MRC, MRRC? MRCT? Urg. Anyway this dang club was founded in 1938 and has been rolling ever since. How many train puns did you make dad?

Reunion Station.

We brought the leftovers back to our place for more eating. We ate all day long and in to the night, jolly good.

I love all the politically incorrect dated ads of the fifties too, very cheeky, lots of little mysteries and mini dramas playing out in the towns across the landscape, all named after a deceased railroad club member in honorarium. Ain’t that sweet.

Oh hi there.

Sweet wave dad what is this Johnny Carson. Basically and always. We are the family that makes fun of each other constantly it’s a bonding thing. Shawn and I are pretty good at it. I am the best of course and don’t you worry little Raymi haters, I receive a double dose assault back.

Nice painting!

Ground control to Major Tom.

Don’t stress out now!

Mrs. Bunyan.

These two hadn’t seen each other in forty years, known each other for forty years?

Women are angry have a cigarette. I loved english media and disecting subliminal messages in advertisements, guess who was the top pupil in that class, naturally.

Home Hardware Pride! I gave five years of my life to this company and happy for it, I’m handy and competent with house hold know-how not that I flex these skills much anymore but I’m buildy if it ever requires DIY this that or other.

Is Tom Hanks in there catching Leonardo Di Caprio if he can?

I love that there’s random dudes filming totally un-filmworthy scenes everywhere. Action!

In a foxhole with my Dad and Dean (the club president).

I only had my cellphone in my pocket when we got this special treatment crawling beneath the track layout tour.

Oh look it’s my favourite tree. No really it is.

Some of the guys in this picture were milling about on Saturday. This scene is kinda F Scott Fitzgerald looking no? The orig Fritzhelder! HAha.

Mmmmm.

I was too hyper active and ADD to find any of these things. Next time though for sure. You can have a birthday party here for kids or just go by yourself, or become a member. My uncle seemed interested kind of, I think his layout was O scale too. Kind of a long drive from Ottawa though, as for me I live around the corner lol. I can picture a blogger group outing here easily, non-stop pics being taken.

Look out Tiny Town, run!

How many old fashioned movies does this make you think of?

Uber Canadian :).

Here’s the photo from the video shared below.

Now go check out the railroad club, pals!

Here’s an awesome ring.

And another.

Didn’t think my mom would like this modern key.

J’adore.

My delicious pop.

My delicious face.

My thinking about something delicious to eat. Okay I’ll stop now.

Have a great Monday people!

Tartin’ for your fartin! Toot toot.