Feeling like summer is getting away from me, this weekend I really tried to pack in summery stuff. I totally need a nap.
Friday morning I went to the bank to sort out my money, which always takes longer than it seems like it should. I went into my safety deposit to deposit safely some stuff around the house. (Nothing makes me feel more responsible and adult-like than having a safety deposit box.) After I got out of there, I took the longest bus ride from Oakridge to the library and wished the new train line were open days earlier; the bus was packed at 11am. I picked up a hold and headed to Burnaby to visit my friend Sara. We had tea and scones fresh out of the oven, and picked blackberries down the street from her house. It was quite lovely.
(I seriously have no room in my freezer right now, but will be picking more berries next Friday and will freeze some nectarines and plums in the next couple of weeks. I need to design a system for better freezer storage. Or find an apartment-sized deep freeze that will fit in my closet and cost virtually nothing to run.)
I made plans to meet up with a few friends in the evening, so headed to the Black Frog for $4 beer and chatted with some surprise appearances who happened to be there at the same time for a different function, and my friend and his wife popped down as well. So fun. I got home and met up with my visiting friend David, chatted a bit, and then I went to bed, totally exhausted.
Saturday David and I went to Trout Lake to pick up my (our) friends' CSA pack for the week and then headed over to 4th Ave for Hippie Day, the annual street festival. With this being the 40th anniversary, it seemed quite a bit bigger than previous years. We hung out around the Zulu stage all day, watching Apollo Ghosts, Ora Cogan, The Evaporators and Rose Melberg. We met up with David's friends Sue (who is always great to see) and Alana (we bump into each other occasionally), and later my friend Rachel and her friend Pam. Then my friend Joe popped by with iodine eyes (eye check-up just before coming down, complete with those weird slide shades they give you when you don't have sunglasses) and I bumped into Glenn. It was very fun, but tiring a bit and we kept forgetting to eat. David and I hightailed it back to mine to meet Rich, Christy and Alf so we could head over to the baseball game. It was pretty slow, with the Canadians having a great 3rd inning and then nothing until the 9th when they were behind by one and got an out on a terrible attempt to steal home rather than filling the bases. They wound up getting two good hits to fill the bases and get in a run. The final hitter batted a double, sending two runs home and winning the game, complete with team dogpile on the field. Then the fireworks started and that was pretty good. We walked back toward my house and discussed going to the Legion for post-drinks. David went to meet his friend at a dance party and the rest of us drank $3.25 bottles of Pil and lamented the karaoke hostess only played the regulars' songs. Then we went back to mine and wound up talking until after 2am, drinking the mead I'd been storing in my fridge and eating cookies to commemorate Rich's birthday on Friday.
This morning we met up with Stewart and Alana and, later, Linh for brunch at Nice Cafe. It was a good end to the weekend's event. Today I'm trying to clean up a bit, do some laundry and maybe do some sewing with the windows open. I'm meeting up with Eileen and Lynn and our friend Shirin for okonomiyaki tonight, so I'm pretty jazzed for that. I also bought the makings for root beer floats because it was on my list of things to do this summer and it hasn't happened, so... it's going to happen. Wanna come 'round for a rootbeer float before the summer ends?
1 comment:
wow, that is jam-packed. I would love to come by for a root-ber float ( you were asking me right?) But I am off to Denman Island for just over a week on Wednesday...
You can get a little freezer that looks like a little fridge...my mum has one.
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