Golden girls

My aunt Gina and my Mom are arriving on Wednesday to spend Canada Day with me. That may not sound so special, but for those two, it is. Since the death of my aunt`s long time companion last January, she and Mom have been hitting the road by bus. Mom and her sister Gina are a year apart, in their mid seventies, neither one can drive a car.  My Dad is quite happy to stay at home with the peace and quiet.  So they are hopping on a bus early Wednesday morning heading to the Miramichi.

They are as different as sisters can be. Mom started dating by father when she was thirteen. They have been married for nearly sixty years. Gina has been married 3 times, divorced one, buried the other two. Mom worries about everything, Gina couldn`t care less.

We will spend Wednesday shopping, Thursday (Canada Day) going to yard sales, the parade and a barbecue at a friend`s. Friday morning we will check out more stores, taking in a bit of the rock and roll festival before I put them back on the bus mid afternoon.

By Friday supper time the cat and I will be curled up on the chesterfield, happy to see them visit, glad to see them go.