It was a busy weekend around these parts, ham-packed with activity.
On Friday night, we wandered down Robson street:
I got a haircut:
Went to the One of a Kind Show with Miranda, where I bought the MOST AWESOME BAG EVER:
Birthday hanging out at Darren’s, a beer at the Black Frog, then a late night dinner at Wild Rice before our Groupons expired completed our Saturday. On Sunday, I woke up with a terrible pseudo-hangover that could only be cured by breakfast at Deacon’s Corner. Afterward, we attempted to BLOW CHRIS’S MIND:
After impressing Chris with our ability to drive north for 10 minutes and be in the mountains, we showed off by driving south another ten minutes to be at the beach:
A jerk chicken salad for dinner, hockey on the TV and cats all over the place wrapped up our excellent Sunday – Optimus Prime approves: