Today, we are off to my brother's and sister-in-law's home in Chelsea, Quebec (30 minutes from our home) for a superb Easter dinner, complete with discussions about artwork (they're both amazing artists), dogs running akimbo, and lots of talking with different accents, and lots of laughing over stupid jokes that make no sense, because that's what we do when we get together, which isn't nearly often enough.
I will take copious amounts of allergy medicine beforehand, and hope I don't have a full-out asthma attack. I'm allergic to their dog, it seems.
And we'll eat lots of food, and go through photos of my mother because my brother wants to do a sculpture of her (did I say he's an amazing artist?), and just take it easy before we head back to the city, and our life of messy home, messy life, taxes, and lots of laundry and no dryer.
This is the only family I have left, besides my own kiddies, and Mr. Handsome's mom and sisters, and I don't ever want to lose them.
Have a wonderful Easter Sunday, everyone!