Here it is seven days into August already. Time sure flies when you are having fun. Hmmm. Something tells me that is not original.
I was in Victoria for a couple of days. Jack and the boys were there. We had a great time talking with them. Andrew - what a chatterbox! I wonder where he gets that from? Know anything about that, Jack? I heard a rumour that Jack was a real chatterbox as a kid. Played cribbage with Nana and got Gary to show me how to use my new portable drive.
I also had lunch with my friend, S. He's in Victoria to attend Camosun College in September. We ate at a great vegetarian/vegan restaurant called "Green Cuisine."
The ferry ride was uneventful. That's the way it should be. No bomb scares. This time.
As soon as I got back, I hopped on the Skytrain to Surrey. I don't know if "hopped" is really the right word. Weighed down with a large suitcase and a carryall full of books I did more dragging than hopping. I was pet-sitting for my sister.
The two little canine boys were happy to see me. Buster and Dusty, two fuzzy little cuties. But the whole weekend they kept going to the front door. Looking for their master and mistress, I should think. The cats just came and went as the mood took them. They have a pet door and once or twice they graced the house with their presence. Cats are such aristocrats. They look down their noses at the world and walk on their tippy toes. They're like the high fashion models of the pet world. I guess that's why they call it a "cat walk!"
While I was there I went to see the movie "Hairspray." Loads of fun, especially John "Revolta" in drag. He did a credible job with the part, but ooo, they should have gotten a better make-up artist. His face looked as if it were going to fall off any second. The audience clapped at the end. You don't hear that too often at movies.
I also went to my friends' place for dinner. Afterwards we all played a rousing game of "Probe." Did you know that game came out in 1968? At least that's the copyright date on the Rules folder.
Now I am back in the West End and glad to be home in my own comfortable bed. Today I worked out, did laundry, dusted and cleaned out my fridge. Quite the domestic. But I am looking forward to dinner tonight at the "Sandbar" on Granville Island. It is a celebration of my darling daughter's birthday. Another year goes by.
Must be on my way. Still having trouble with my new TV and DVD player, so it's another trip to London Drugs this afternoon.
Bye all.
As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat. ~Ellen Perry Berkeley
The problem with cats is that they get the exact same look on their face whether they see a moth or an axe-murderer. ~Paula Poundstone
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