There is way too much going on and it’s going on around me. I’m not making anything go. It’s frustrating.

Thankfully, David and I are continuing bliss week together here in Toronto. We had a grand time in Montreal (mostly Repentigny to be exact) laughing and loving the new addition to the family. Since Dave’s family is all super liberal (small ‘l’ , definitely not Liberal Party of Canada) Quebecois, I’m already considered a real part of the clan even without the ring and certificate so the little dude is mon neveu. Crazy, but cool.

Another perk of joining the Frenchies is the food. I abandoned any hope of being “good” on our special dinner night and just ate my way through culinary heaven. C’mon people, I am sure that even the most disciplined of you skinny readers have problems resisting the cheese course. A whole course (after 3 others) dedicated to fine wine, cheese and bread. OMG, yes, I’ll have some more. Some of my favourite dairy wonders made appearances and subsequently danced on my tongue: creamy St-Marcellin, prefectly aged queso manchego and some lovely Gruyere. I was hoping for some Stilton, but the chosen blue was still satisfying.

Enough of the food talk. Sorry to my fellow foodies. I didn’t take pictures of the devilishly delicious meals we shared and instead hogged the baby. Here are some choice pics:

The Arnonaute ready for take-off.

It Ain’t Easy Being Arno. Apparently the first 10 days of life can be tough.

Tati Adrienne et Arno.

“Tonton Boston” et Arno.

Maman Lydia and her wee one sharing a quiet moment.

Dave and Binoche (affectionately called “Bibi”) cleaning and playing in the newly renovated living room.

Fun, fun, fun. So much fun I forgot to do my work. Nah, I didn’t actually forget. I actually squeezed in a bit of reading and research, but I’m still way behind. Typical.

Still, a weekend away does a body good. I’m starting to feel the the stress creep up on me but I know that all I can do is just work. There’s no time for procrastination! Work, woman, work!

Of course, here I am showing off mon neveu to the Internet and not working. I guess I got to get my priorities straight. This is my free therapy, though. You can’t take my blogging away from me! Noooooo! 😛

It has taken for-freakin’-ever for me to catch-up on all my online reading. The blogosphere does not stop for the arrival of a new baby and a weekend away. Perez, of course, was the most frequent poster. Seriously, who still reads paper gossip rags/mags? I prefer to spend my magazine budget on fashion glossies instead. Now those are worth the time and money. 😉

This entry was posted on Wednesday, March 29th, 2006 at 9:52 pm and is filed under Academentia, Love, The Sacred and Mundane, Travel, Wheee!.
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