Today is the day to meet old friends. All four of which I haven't seen in seven years. Craig, I have known since kindergarten, but when he showed up to the Sunset Grill on Bloor St. W, my mom didn't even recognize him! Here he is with his girlfriend, Sarah. Steve is my friend from my silly raver days. It seems that both of us have mellowed out considerably since then. He's married now, but his wife was out of town, so I was disappointed that I didn't get to meet her.
Brendan and Michelle actually started "going out" at my 16th or 17th birthday party in my backyard treehouse! They are still together and still absolutely cute together. The treehouse is long gone now, but nevertheless, they asked my mom and dad to get them a piece of the treehouse for a sentimental keepsake. We came to the conclusion that parts of the ladder are still in tact.
Anyway, breakfast was delish, I had a smoked salmon eggs benedict, but the hash browns definitely were not as "god-like" as others I have had in Montreal.
So, after some catching up with some of my favourite people, my mom and I desperately wanted to go skating at Nathan Phillips Square. We had planned ahead (!!!) and brought our skates. However, mine were really rusty and need a thorough sharpening, so they were sticking a lot at the beginning.
Here I am tripping on the rust:
Here are more photos of me and my mom skating:
My mom also has this sentimental connection to the Christmas displays at The Bay and other stores downtown in Toronto. She used to go with her dad when they lived in High Park in the middle of the night, because that was the only time that no one was around. The displays were nice and everything, but I found it kind of disappointing because of all the subliminal occurances of "Bay coats/blankets" and logos within the displays.
You can't see it in this picture, but it's obvious when you are actually there:
After this, it was about 3 p.m. and therefore, time to go home. Byebye!