Happy Family Day!

Today is a holiday here in Ontario, Canada - it's Family Day.  This is a newly formed holiday - last year was the first.  I'm not complaining, it's obviously great to have a paid day off in February and as the names goes, it's meant for families.  

So here I sit with my family, sharing quality time, watching a wholesome family movie - Zombieland.  Nothing says family like the undead.

Comments

Brian Miller said…
nothing says family like the undead...lol.
February 15, 2010 at 6:57 PM
Anonymous said…
Family day sounds like a good holiday.
The undead have families, don't they?
February 15, 2010 at 7:56 PM
Amber Page Writes said…
Nothing brings the family together like brain sucking zombies! A great way to spend the holiday, I think.
February 15, 2010 at 10:10 PM
CrazyCris said…
any excuse for a day off is a good excuse! ;o)
February 16, 2010 at 5:15 AM
Sylvia said…
That is nice. I couldn't help smiling at your movie choice. My family is with the terror movies too! :)
February 16, 2010 at 10:19 AM
JennAventures said…
We have President's Day off in the states...its a nice February long weekend that doesn't require family time.
February 16, 2010 at 12:02 PM
Mara said…
I don't think we have family day in the U.S. You Canadians sure have your priorities in order....
February 16, 2010 at 1:17 PM
Rebecca S. said…
Not all of us Canadians have our priorities in order - BC doesn't get family day. Today is a Pro-D. day for the kids, though so they are home playing on the new Wii. At least they are letting me alone on the computer!
February 19, 2010 at 12:52 PM
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