A great weekend away... (first of many)
We went down to the coast this last weekend for our first of many weekends down there this summer. All in all, we have one stag (done), a wedding, a wedding, a family reunion and another wedding -- all in a row, down at the coast.
We left on Friday after school. Travis had just been on the grade 8 overnight trip to OUC Okanagan -- let me say that I never had a grade 8 overnighter to 'celebrate' my "graduation" from grade 8 -- all I had was a crappy band trip to northern BC where I was scarred for life while sitting on the bunk bed with the kids I was billeted with and they were actually whispering and pointing at me. Nice. No wonder I was scarred for life. Ugh. Horrible.
Anyways... Travis was pretty much done with 13 year olds when we picked him up on Friday -- you could hear the screaching of our tires as we peeled out of the parking lot and tried not to hit any kids on the way out. After the prerequisite stop at Timmy's for an iced cap and timbits, we were off. We tried to eat dinner at Bromely Rock near Princeton, but were quickly overcome by the ants so that stop didn't last long. While we were there, though, throwing rocks into the river, these two girls ran down beside us. I thought it was Sarah Julien, but never having actually met her in real life, only seen her at church and lurked on her blog, I was a bit unsure, and a bit shy. But it was her, and she was on her way down to the coast too! We love Vancouver, but were quickly reminded why we moved away when we got a phone call from my Mom warning us that there was a fatal accident on the number 1 and it was probably going to be closed for a couple hours. A couple of hours is not good when you're already pushing your luck just getting down there in the first place. DVD players are magical, but not that magical.
So we made it down, and Travis and his brother Kevin were off to Tofino early Saturday morning for their brother Chris' stag. A weekend of camping and surfing, and other stag-related things that I don't really want to know about, but I'm sure the boys think are fun. This meant that Shirley and I and the kids were in Coquitlam with our in laws. I am truly blessed with great in laws, and so therefore had a really great weekend at their house. They have an awesome back yard that the kids spent most of their time in, and I got to enjoy lots of time out there watching them. It was nice to just sit around and be lazy. We did, though, make it to Granville Market on Saturday morning to meet GG and Papa, and Auntie Rachel, and Auntie Doreen, for the usual Saturday morning breakfast that I do miss alot. I got to meet with my newly married old friend Kim for coffee which was nice, and also led to a trip to IKEA. Where they are having a big sale, I might add, so that was fun too!
And, of course, it has been a few months where my kids have not needed to be seen by a doctor for anything other than a 'well baby' check up, so Saturday morning when Ben woke up with pussy eyes that only got worse after his morning nap, we were off to the walk in clinic. It's nice to get to know the doctors out of town too. He had pink eye, and I think that everyone else managed to escape it. So far.
We went to a water park for pizza lunch on Sunday, and the boys all came home later that afternoon, and Travis had report cards due, so he spent the evening on the computer. Anyone who thinks that teachers have an easy job should come and spend a week with us. Seriously. It's crazy how much work that needs to be done off the clock.
Karen, stop, you say. Stop talking!
Where are the pictures? Prove it!
Show me Granville Island.
Show me the back yard.
Show me the water park.
Oh yeah, I FORGOT my camera in Coquitlam. Dumb, dumb, dumb. That should be right after keys? check. Wallet? check. Camera? check.
I'm going through serious withdrawal. Fortunately we have a rescue plan in place, and I should have the camera back by the weekend. Hopefully.
Until then, you'll just have to listen to me. :)





















































