The last long weekend of summer was not too shabby. Unfortunately my parents had to come home early from the cottage on Saturday, but what can ya do. I'm just glad I got the 1 hour notice call because things would have been not good if they came home at random.
This past weekend was spent mostly hanging out in the valley and around the house. The last of the bubbling hash is now gone and that makes me quite upset. Till' next time!

Dara invited me over to her house for Ribfest on Sunday. Glenn sure knows how to cook a rack of ribs. It was such a hoss, I had a hard time staying awake past midnight for once...

Here's a few pictures:

Pizza Hut buffet in the morning! Mmm hoss.

Party in Peterbrobro

Great Lakes.

It's starting to bug me, but no matter what I always wake up here in the worst mood. The room looks better than it ever has, yet this place is toxic for me at the same time. It's been 22 years of nothing changing here, accept us three living on different levels of the house. There's a lot of routine separation here and that's not the kind of atmosphere I was hoping to relive again.
I hope that my grandparents remain here on earth as long as I'm alive. Hanging out with them today was extremely comforting and something I wish could be recorded in time. Ma's getting noticeably slower and more forgetful, which I never thought would never happen in Pa's lifetime. They've been married 61 years and making them dinner tonight actually made my week. Apparently I made there's too because they actually had to set the table up for three. Wishing I had a picture of tonight...

I'll be your passenger...

It feels so refreshing to have my room finished. The cozy light and may apple actually suit each other, thanks John. Not to mention the painting is gone after 8 coats of primer and twice over with the orbital sander. Now I'm on the hunt for an L-shaped couch to fit in the corner. Hopefully Value Village can come through with that sooner than later.

Tomorrow will be the first time since Christmas that I'll get to see Ma and Pa. Usually I'd be up at the cottage half a dozen times throughout the summer at least, but summer was much different living in Aurora. I decided on making dinner tomorrow night and show Ma the famous bacon pasta. Pa's going to be in taste bud heaven!

Happy 22nd Birthday to Dara, you're a palindrome? Hah, yep.

Here's a couple wacky pictures we took on Photo Booth last night. 3 of like 230...