It was a busy weekend around these parts, ham-packed with activity.

On Friday night, we wandered down Robson street:

the top of the ice rink at Robson Square

OH GOD WHY

I got a haircut:

this isn't where i got my hair cut, but it's a cool sign

Went to the One of a Kind Show with Miranda, where I bought the MOST AWESOME BAG EVER:

this lamp was not one of a kind; there were several and they should have given me one

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:

chris has olympic fever

getting cozy with the locals

caught the sunset on the way down Cypress Mountain

i live here!

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:

sunset at ambleside park

pier pressure (get it)

A jerk chicken salad for dinner, hockey on the TV and cats all over the place wrapped up our excellent Sunday – Optimus Prime approves:

transform and be awesome