Happy fun weekend.
Had a great weekend. Aside from the fact that I hit 12 weeks on Saturday 🙂 (and still have horrible terrible no good morning sickness pretty well everyday) We have friends visiting from Toronto and had such a lovely visit. Friday night they arrived, we went out for sushi 🙂 mmmm
I had the vegi maki platter no worries. Then we went and walked along the Halifax harbour and saw the tall ships and watched the Fireworks. Saturday was rainy, so we went to the Farmers Market, then to the cemetary to visit Evan’s grave, then home for tea and good conversation, then to the theatre to see Bruno. Which I enjoyed immensly but did understand how it will offend so very many people. Oh what a movie, oh what a population of idiots who are ok with putting theirs child’s well being at risk for potential fame. Q-"Can your child operate heavy machinery?" A- Yes, sure that’s not a problem. Q-"When we race the car’s really fast, does your child have to be in a car seat or can we just freestyle? Cause the car seat takes away from the moment" A-No it’s ok, he dosen’t have to be in a car seat. Just Oy!
It wouldn’t be Sasha Baron Cohen if didn’t give people the lead to make themselves look like asses and I like it 🙂 For us it was all around two thumbs up. It is way……out there though so be warned 🙂 lots of male full frontal nudity. Wrapped Saturday up listning to the Kiss concert happening on the Halifax Commons from afar. The applause sounded like lightning, it was cool.
Yesterday was gorgous and sunny and perfect. We were at the harbour at 10am to watch Karen’s husband, a Naval re-enactor, paddle his way to shore in costume. We visited with him and had breakfast (second breakfast for me, in follow up to the blueberry pie breakfast from earlier that day) and then we hopped the ferry across to Halifax where we strolled, window shopped, enjoyed bubble tea and sat by a lake in the public gardens to cool down. Last night the four of us had a seafood dinner and a very fast ocean stroll (fast because the insane giant mosquitos were eating us alive) but you can’t come to the East Coast and not at least get your legs wet in the Atlantic Ocean.
They left this morning and I am truly sad to see them go. Dave’s mom however arrives Saturday so we don’t be lonely for too long.
Now some pictures:
Rower’s comming in from the mist and fog