I went to Canada on that one weekend when it was spring here. Remember it? The whole weekend was in the 70's, and KJ was turning on the air conditioner. This was out the plane window. Yes, that's snow. It even snowed while I was there. Craziness!
I was one of the first people off the plane. I told the immigration officer that I was visiting my sister for her birthday. Mistake number one in a LONG line of mistakes. He asked if I brought any gifts. I panicked thinking that he was going to check my bags no matter what, so I told him I brought her some Thirty-One bags, and my slip was marked for inspection. Ugh. I went to the side to wait for the officer and opened my locked suitcase to bring the Thirty-One bags to the top of the suitcase, so he could see them right away. I thought he would see them and let me go. He came around the corner and yelled at me for opening the suitcase. He started to go through both suitcases. I was trying to text Maria standing outside the doors to tell her that I was being detained. He snapped at me asking who I was texting. As he's going through my suitcase, he picked up a brown cardboard box that says "Meat Tenderizer" on it. He asked me what it was and I told him the truth, "My mom asked to give it to my sister. I didn't know what it was." He yells that I should know what's in my bag, and I told him that I didn't think my mother was going to give me a weapon for my sister!!! After he was done going through my things, he asked where we were off to. I told him about my sister's new business and how I was going to help out for the weekend. I said I would be working, and yep, you guessed it, he immediately started yelling that I wasn't allowed to work in Canada and yada yada yada. Good grief! It was like the Griswolds Go Through Customs. My poor seester had to wait that whole time. I'm surprised the officer didn't show up at my seester's work sometime that weekend.
Speaking of my seester, here she is at her desk.
My eldest Canadian nephew.
My middle guy.
And the caboose...a force to be reckoned with.
What's up with my angry vein? Why is it out in my smiling picture? Boo!
The night I got there, some of my seester's friends came over to celebrate her birthday. This was the cake they brought. Holy Cow! It was awesome, but I never had a piece. Paleo bites sometimes!
We told Ri to cut behind the skates, so they would hide it. By the end of the night, the cake was caving in the backside.
I love this picture. He looks more asian than I do.
Me and this ham tried a few pics before we got this one.
These are Canadian yams. They were HUGE.
Me trying to peel the beast. I made Ri that sweet potato hash I told you all about. They really liked it.
I didn't get one picture with my seester. :( That makes me really sad. I had a great time just hanging out with her and her family. Now we prepare for them to invade this summer. Always a good time, and my kids are already planning what fun things we're going to do. I can't wait for them to get here!





















