Monday, 6 July 2009

Canada day and my teens....

The Canada Day had brought me to a new level of respect with Eddo.

We went for a bike and play. Eddo made his rounds of running and I followed him on his bike. It was like so hurting my knee...and i was like....out of breath. Coming up the hill is a torture although I love it in a way that makes me see more how unfit or fit am I presently. I used to run at the same park and go up and down the perimeter where it looked like a small hill...and I don't remember having such pain that much on my knee. It's good that I am a distributor now of the products that helps me ease the pain and gave me an optimized level of using my energy.

After such a struggle to get back on our street, we went straight to the convenience store and bought as water and Zero Nestea(yuck...don't like the taste). Then we look at the restaurant besides it and checked out the menu. Well, sirloin steak,spagghetti and meat balls...mmmm...so much for the exercise. We went in and called Eddi to join us for the dinner and come by with some money as don't have cash. The PRINCE look like it needed more cleaning up and finishing. There are games that are available on ledge beside our table so we played cards,chess and dominoes. The food came in after an hour. It was plenty...tasty and the boys loved it. We are the only eating customers there but there are some 7 or so patrons nearest to the kitchen..they seems to use the bottle with hose for smoke. Interesting...whatever it is...we did not smell anything. Eddo paid our bill so I still owe him some $60.
With the onset of the city strike... the parks events were cancelled. Shops are closed and we are just thankful this restaurant and a couple of convenience store decided to open for business. It is most rewarding to be filled with activities that made me sweat specially when I share it with my boys.
This young boys are teens now...so they will leave soon and enjoying this moments is a must. These are the babies of our family and I already miss the much innocent boys they were before.