Family Ties

I got to spend last week in Windsor and Harrow visiting my family.

Originally me and my sister were supposed to go dress shopping in Detroit with my grandma the first day there. We knew she was scared of Detroit but had no idea how much. She tried to talk us into staying in Windsor and when that failed refused to go with us. So we spent the day shopping, just the two of us. Shopping for us is mostly looking at stuff though. So after 5 hours in the US we had spent a total of $40 between us. Whoo! The border guard gave us a weird look when a Diet Dr. Pepper was the highlight of our purchases. Good times, good times.

We did manage to spend another $14 for dinner at Mexican Town. I’m disappointed I only found out about its existence last year. It’s the bestest best restaurant ever. I’m always saying it’s a good thing that I don’t live closer, or I’d be there all the time. I’m telling the truth; they can feed me every day. Did I mention they’ve got fresh tortillas and fresh-made salsa for free? I never thought in my life that I’d call salsa “refreshing” before eating there.

Most of the rest of the week I stayed at grandma’s house and hung out with her, which amounts to talking about stuff and watching movies on tv. My parents live up the street, so I popped in there most days if I knew someone was going to be home and/or awake. Tuesday night was a pizza party to celebrate my uncle’s April 1st birthday and my April 18th birthday, since we were both at grandma’s that night and it was our only opportunity to do so. It was a good dinner and I’m glad I got a chance to spend some time with my uncle while I was there.

Thursday was memorable because for the first time in at least a year I got to spend some one-on-one time with my brother. We talked for a good 3 or 4 hours and just kept each other company. I miss that, since we used to do that all of the time.

Friday I got to do the same thing but with my dad. He pointed out that when I lived at home he worked such long hours that it’s probably the longest amount of time we’ve ever spent together; I’m quite sure he’s right. Twice I rode along with him when he was working, but I’d usually last a few hours and fall asleep. So I’m glad we had that time to catch up.

My sister came up with a great idea for Saturday: a family dinner. At first she suggested going out, but my dad has pretty bad social anxiety so he wasn’t sure if he’d come. So we changed it to ordering some takeout and hanging out at her place. My mom didn’t want to come, but the rest of us had a great time talking and watching Storage Wars on tv. My dad and brother were cracking up at the stuff that Barry guy does.

All in all it was a good week, and one I’ll remember and cherish.