Congratulations, Rach & Mike!

Once upon a last night my sister and her husband made a difficult decision and are going to be moving out to yonder St. Kitt's. Heritage should consider itself lucky, taking on such a distinguished personage as Michael. Amazing, the places life takes us to. Not like St. Kitt's is exactly an exotic locale or any such thing, but it's just neat to see life's path unwinding before us. I just wish I could see over the Great Wall of China that's seemingly blocking my road. Or, to be more metaphorical, I wish that the sun would burn off the fog which is making this a rather tedious journey. I don't even know. I'm just rambling now.

I feel like posting more pictures. How about....things like childhood memories of Rachel....

Except, oh, this is annoying. Start from the bottom and work your way up with these pictures, because the order you see them in is the opposite order of how I posted them.


And now I look at this post and see how useless it is. But now that I've gone to all the effort of posting those pics, I'm not deleting them. Too bad for you.


K, switching gears a little bit here. Gears switched - Playmobile and Legos were always a bit part of the Mussche girl childhood. Good, good times....







This man is doing something fiddly, something which Rachel was constantly doing at home. I just don't see how she had the patience for it. Not only would she construct odd, fiddly contraptions, but she would draw these insanely amazing fiddly pictures of like, lions and stuff. Serious skill there.





For Christmas every year, Rachel would always ask, without fail, for "a puppy". Also, pretty much every week on the grocery list, we would invariably find "puppy" smuggled in amongst notes of needs for eggs, milk, tangerines, cheese, etc. We never did get a puppy. Maybe someday Rachel, your dream will be reached and you'll get a puppy. Til then, however, isn't this a nice Labradoodle?





Kiddie pools were a large part of our childhood. We would trek out to Canadian Tire and pick one up. We'd set it up the first bloomin' hot day of summer. We'd take it out of the box and it would reek like fresh plastic and the hose would get set inside and we'd fill the pool up but we couldn't really use it right away as soon as it was full because the water would be so cold.
One time, Rachel and I played circus. I was a seal. She was the RingMaster. Maybe that experience is the reason that I've never been overly fond of the circus.






The End.

wow, I am so useless....