So last weekend my wife and I went to visit my cousins in Michigan. As i have mentioned in previous posts I have 2 cousins in Michigan that I am really close to. When we were smaller my family went to Michigan often and their family came to Toronto often. Now however, things are different. All 3 of us own homes, 2 of us are married and 1 of them doesn't even actually live in Michigan any more. He moved to Washington for a government job. Can't say I blame him, considering the state of the Michigan economy. Anyway, my cousins Mike's daughter was having her first birthday last week so my wife and i thought we would make the trip up of the party they were throwing for her.
It was nice I have a lot of family in Michigan and most of them came to the party. The point I am getting at is that it really struck me how fast time goes. I have such clear memories of being 12 years old and going to Michigan with my family and staying up late and playing video games until all hours of the night with my cousins. Now we are all grown ups with homes and marriages and one of us even has a kid. It makes you wonder just where in the hell all the time went. Next thing you know I will be entering the dirty thirties. YUCK!
Next week... FALL TV.