moth guts
hi it's me. i'm writing from the porch again. wait, i need a popsicle....ok i'm good. popsicles are the best on hot days. i got a mango single and a blue raspberry single. i have a friend who says i like popsicles because i am like a kid, truth be told, i like it when he says that, because, who doesn't want to be like a kid enjoying the simple and fun things in life? yokatanerorachan?!
amy gave me a bracelet for christmas that is extremely delicatos. it has this little gold chain drooping down with a little delicate filigree snowflake. i've torn the snowflake off at least 3 times. usually it catches on my clothes. today was no different. i stretched behind my back only to be caught there momentarily. confused, i pulled my arm back and as i was doing that it dawned on me what had happened. sure enough there sat the golden filluhgrhee on the non-descript church carpet. i made sabrina fix it for me. she's got tiny nimble fingers and that's what you need for filluhgrhee.
the joy of a blog is telling stories no one cares about in great detail. joy.
anywhibbles, i had a mixed bag weekend, which seems the usual these days. friday i had a date with kaetlyn. somehow we both magically managed to be at knight and 20th/22nd at the exact same time. then she waltzed down to 20th and got in the car and we headed off on our adventure to deep cove. i left home at 3:30 and we got there around 5. our kayak reservation wasn't until 6 so we had some time for bubble tea and gyros from a jolly looking, (but not acting) little east asian canadian (i made that term up, although i'm sure i'm not the first. i couldn't tell what her exact heritage was, ok?)woman. we sat in the sunshine on the 'patio' and talked and enjoyed the atmosphere of cute little deep cove. we dug it.
we checked in at 5:30 as requested. signed our lives away...kaetlyn was sure to read the form out to me. then we put on our personal flotation devices and walked down to our kayaks. i had my good old pinta and kaetlyn had some normal one. the boy helped me fix the pedals but the right one was always farther away than the left one. remember this.
so the girl told us that the tide would be against us coming back so that we should give more time to ourselves coming home. also we had no way of telling time. and if you are over 15 minutes late you get charged double. remember that.
also please remember that my popsicle fetish makes me childlike.
also don't forget that i live on the porch of my home.
right. back to the story. so anyways we took off and left the bay to the left. kaetlyn hadn't been kayaking since she was 12 so she was feeling a little iffy, but she did super-great. we stayed near the shore and talked about all the amazing houses. we reached the island with the house on it attached to shore with a bridge in about 35 minutes and we circled around a bit. then...i'm not sure why, but i felt since we had to give ourselves more time to get back we should return. so we did. on the way back the sun was in our eyes so we saw practically nothing. upon entering the bay we asked a couple for the time (who's kidding who we asked every other paddler we came across for the time. we were a bit neurotic about it) and the told us it was 7. we were all wuuut. so we paddled all the way in, and then it was 7:13 and then we paddled out the right side of the bay and were all about the houses again, and turned back, came all the way to shore and still had 15 minutes left. haha. so then we did a tour of the sail boats and yachts. we got in at 8:01. note to self. next time take a watch or something.
it was such a beautiful night and we had a really nice time. i loved it. i wish i had my own kayak. afterwards a tall and dreamy young man gave me back my keys. kaetlyn said he was giving me the eye but i said it was her he was looking at. she said no one ever looks at her, causing me to scoff greatly.
i had mentioned to kaetlyn how i wanted earnest ice cream for the longest time, and so she said we should go on the way home. so we did! i felt a little weird in my kayaking outfit amongst all the hipsters, but i didn't let it bother me too much. instead i took a lot of clicks with my phone. kaetlyn said i needed to because i couldn't while we were kayaking. she gets me.
so after much indecision i picked a scoop of salted caramel, because hello, you have to choose that one, and a scoop of.....honey chamomile. the honey chamomile was a surprise of deliciousness. i was thoroughly pleased and delighted and enthused and content and well, if i must say so, fantabbyhooby.
of course i instagrammied it.
saturday was dull and drudge. i cleaned because i really needed to and it did help me feel better. i also made egyptian salad and was successful with my first attempt at baba ganoush. i charred on the burner and everything.
last wednesday i taught lindsay some things about her camera. we went to garry point. we are supposed to have a workshop every week. we'll see what happens. anyways it was fun. here are a few of the many shots.
amy gave me a bracelet for christmas that is extremely delicatos. it has this little gold chain drooping down with a little delicate filigree snowflake. i've torn the snowflake off at least 3 times. usually it catches on my clothes. today was no different. i stretched behind my back only to be caught there momentarily. confused, i pulled my arm back and as i was doing that it dawned on me what had happened. sure enough there sat the golden filluhgrhee on the non-descript church carpet. i made sabrina fix it for me. she's got tiny nimble fingers and that's what you need for filluhgrhee.
the joy of a blog is telling stories no one cares about in great detail. joy.
anywhibbles, i had a mixed bag weekend, which seems the usual these days. friday i had a date with kaetlyn. somehow we both magically managed to be at knight and 20th/22nd at the exact same time. then she waltzed down to 20th and got in the car and we headed off on our adventure to deep cove. i left home at 3:30 and we got there around 5. our kayak reservation wasn't until 6 so we had some time for bubble tea and gyros from a jolly looking, (but not acting) little east asian canadian (i made that term up, although i'm sure i'm not the first. i couldn't tell what her exact heritage was, ok?)woman. we sat in the sunshine on the 'patio' and talked and enjoyed the atmosphere of cute little deep cove. we dug it.
we checked in at 5:30 as requested. signed our lives away...kaetlyn was sure to read the form out to me. then we put on our personal flotation devices and walked down to our kayaks. i had my good old pinta and kaetlyn had some normal one. the boy helped me fix the pedals but the right one was always farther away than the left one. remember this.
so the girl told us that the tide would be against us coming back so that we should give more time to ourselves coming home. also we had no way of telling time. and if you are over 15 minutes late you get charged double. remember that.
also please remember that my popsicle fetish makes me childlike.
also don't forget that i live on the porch of my home.
right. back to the story. so anyways we took off and left the bay to the left. kaetlyn hadn't been kayaking since she was 12 so she was feeling a little iffy, but she did super-great. we stayed near the shore and talked about all the amazing houses. we reached the island with the house on it attached to shore with a bridge in about 35 minutes and we circled around a bit. then...i'm not sure why, but i felt since we had to give ourselves more time to get back we should return. so we did. on the way back the sun was in our eyes so we saw practically nothing. upon entering the bay we asked a couple for the time (who's kidding who we asked every other paddler we came across for the time. we were a bit neurotic about it) and the told us it was 7. we were all wuuut. so we paddled all the way in, and then it was 7:13 and then we paddled out the right side of the bay and were all about the houses again, and turned back, came all the way to shore and still had 15 minutes left. haha. so then we did a tour of the sail boats and yachts. we got in at 8:01. note to self. next time take a watch or something.
it was such a beautiful night and we had a really nice time. i loved it. i wish i had my own kayak. afterwards a tall and dreamy young man gave me back my keys. kaetlyn said he was giving me the eye but i said it was her he was looking at. she said no one ever looks at her, causing me to scoff greatly.
i had mentioned to kaetlyn how i wanted earnest ice cream for the longest time, and so she said we should go on the way home. so we did! i felt a little weird in my kayaking outfit amongst all the hipsters, but i didn't let it bother me too much. instead i took a lot of clicks with my phone. kaetlyn said i needed to because i couldn't while we were kayaking. she gets me.
so after much indecision i picked a scoop of salted caramel, because hello, you have to choose that one, and a scoop of.....honey chamomile. the honey chamomile was a surprise of deliciousness. i was thoroughly pleased and delighted and enthused and content and well, if i must say so, fantabbyhooby.
saturday was dull and drudge. i cleaned because i really needed to and it did help me feel better. i also made egyptian salad and was successful with my first attempt at baba ganoush. i charred on the burner and everything.
last wednesday i taught lindsay some things about her camera. we went to garry point. we are supposed to have a workshop every week. we'll see what happens. anyways it was fun. here are a few of the many shots.
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