Today was a family treat. My sister Shannon and I went over to our Mom's to help her out with pictures. One of the treats of the day was getting to eat Mom's homemade soup. Isn't it true that no one makes food like your mom? I've just never tasted anything like this soup and it is delish. Mom sent us home with some so Justin and I had it for dinner too. Yum!
Other than eating, we worked on repairing some of the 800 of Mom's slides that have been recently damaged. Our mom has always been a photographer. And recently she discovered that the slides that had been in protector sheets were being damaged by the plastic they were contained it. (So if you're storing any that way, find a new system as soon as you can)
The damage to these photos felt like a family tragedy. These are pictures from all different stages of our lives. Shannon as a baby with her punk badass hair. Jason in his underoos. Suzie looking oh so hip as she rode the swan ride at Canada's Wonderland. Me making friends with the neighbourhood cats. So today Shannon and I were on a rescue mission, using cleanser recommended by the experts and with a delicate hand hoping for the preservation of these memories. It was a treat to go through them.
Shannon discovered it was possible to take a picture of the slides. Hers turned out much better than mine. But here's a hazy look at me with my friends Heather and Micheal in kindergarten. I'm the one with the grin in the middle.
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