Tuesday, April 24, 2012
BACK ON MAY 1ST
We are in China at the moment and it can be really difficult to post on here. I am emailing some people about our adventure here but I will be able to post here again as soon as we get on the ship. So I shall be back on may 1st. See you then.
Friday, April 20, 2012
PACKING, SICK DOGGIE AND MONEY
All I can say is Molly had better not require Aryn to see her into the next world while we are gone. Molly is so sick right now, we are leaving for a month on Friday and Aryn is the dog reaper in our house. That would just be too awful for words. It was terrible when it was Homer's time but we are just NOT ready to let Molly go. I have her sitting in her bed up on a chair right beside Bill. We have to keep her from chewing certain parts now that I am giving her a break from the cone and the sleeper. She likes to be beside Bill.
Well as you will see by the pics at the bottom, it is final packing day. I have all my clothes chosen and on the bed in Monte's old room. I am now half way through ironing it all and repacking. So much work. I kind of enjoy it though.
Fifty pounds for luggage isn't much! When you are twice the size of a lot people, your clothes weigh a lot more! If I packed the same number of outfits other women do, my suitcase would weigh 150 pounds. Over the last month I went out and bought a bunch of shirts that weigh nothing and I can wear them when I lose any weight. I see Air China allows 2 checked bags....very tempting!
On every cruise there are a number of formal nights. And the older hard core cruisers really go to town. They wear full to the floor formals, fancy shoes, all the jewelry, stoles (do you even remember what those are?) makeup and fresh from the ridonculously expensive salon hairdos. If there are three formal nights, they will have three completely different outfits. Seriously, I truly do not know how they do it.
But no fear here! If I can't wear jeans...I don't go. The only place we really need to dress up would be in the dining room and we don't go there...ever. Too much bon homme and back slapping and howdoolydoodley for us. It would maybe be better now that Bill can hear. I don't know. I prefer to go to the buffet, gorf down whatever and keep on reading :)
So....now....back to the ironing board. I forgot I had typed this so I will add it now.
Well as you will see by the pics at the bottom, it is final packing day. I have all my clothes chosen and on the bed in Monte's old room. I am now half way through ironing it all and repacking. So much work. I kind of enjoy it though.
Fifty pounds for luggage isn't much! When you are twice the size of a lot people, your clothes weigh a lot more! If I packed the same number of outfits other women do, my suitcase would weigh 150 pounds. Over the last month I went out and bought a bunch of shirts that weigh nothing and I can wear them when I lose any weight. I see Air China allows 2 checked bags....very tempting!
On every cruise there are a number of formal nights. And the older hard core cruisers really go to town. They wear full to the floor formals, fancy shoes, all the jewelry, stoles (do you even remember what those are?) makeup and fresh from the ridonculously expensive salon hairdos. If there are three formal nights, they will have three completely different outfits. Seriously, I truly do not know how they do it.
But no fear here! If I can't wear jeans...I don't go. The only place we really need to dress up would be in the dining room and we don't go there...ever. Too much bon homme and back slapping and howdoolydoodley for us. It would maybe be better now that Bill can hear. I don't know. I prefer to go to the buffet, gorf down whatever and keep on reading :)
So....now....back to the ironing board. I forgot I had typed this so I will add it now.
UP UP AND AWAY!!!
Off we go again. I was so tired and disorganized this time. I didn't really get my packing done til this morning and I remembered that I had not done the banking. Because we are gone so much I keep all the bill accounts with a big credit, but I forgot. There would have been no tv or electricity by the time we got back this time.
Aryn, bless her, took the time out of her busy day to drive us to the airport. The sun is shining and people are happy (we are travelling with a herd of Asians and they are so happy and nice) and I am drinking my first coffee of the day!
The only sad note......Parker. He was so so sad, laying on the couch. Once he sees those big suitcases come out he knows. I felt so bad leaving him all alone at the house. The kids won't be home til later today and he will be all alone..and he will definitely poop on the floor. Mostly out of neglectful feelings.
APRIL DUDED UP
MONTE'S OLD ROOM.....A PACKING EXPLOSIAN
THE ONLY PLACE SHE WAS HAPPY, RIGHT BESIDE BILL....SHES ALL BETTER NOW THOUGH
Well, the next time I blog will be from Beijing. We are excited to be going back for a couple nights in the same hotel we were in before. But on the 23rd we move to the one that all the cruisers will be in. I can't wait to go back to the night market and have a look at sheep penises!! TTYL
Aryn, bless her, took the time out of her busy day to drive us to the airport. The sun is shining and people are happy (we are travelling with a herd of Asians and they are so happy and nice) and I am drinking my first coffee of the day!
The only sad note......Parker. He was so so sad, laying on the couch. Once he sees those big suitcases come out he knows. I felt so bad leaving him all alone at the house. The kids won't be home til later today and he will be all alone..and he will definitely poop on the floor. Mostly out of neglectful feelings.
AT THE AIRPORT DRINKING COFFEE...JUST FOUND OUT THE PLANE IS GOING TO BE LATE......"SIGH" PART OF FLYING I AM AFRAID
Saturday, April 14, 2012
HOARDERS
As you will see by the pictures at the end of this entry, our garage looked like a hoarder's garage. I watch that show on tv with sick fascination, and a healthy dose of superiority. Upstairs in the house, whilst not being the cleanest place on the block, I never let it get to the level of junk and mess that you see in those places on the show. But, and I think its because we don't go in there often enough, our garage ended up looking like a bomb hit it.
Another thing that amazes me is how fast a clean up can be. We backed the truck up to the garage door and started tossing. Its true that some of it could probably have gone to sallyann, but due to time constraints we just let it go. Poor Bill. I do believe this is the first time in his life he actually had to throw stuff that wasn't completely "garbage" out. It was truly hard on him. One of the things we threw were boxes and boxes and boxes of tumbled marbled tile. We bought them many many years ago, used them on our fireplace after the fire in the other house and have been packing them around ever since. He was resisting chucking them until I asked him who he was willing to store them for, cuz we sure as hell would never ever be using them ourselves. Put in that light, he threw them.
We may have to turn half that garage into a makeshift bedroom for Monte to use at Christmas time. Kevin and family are coming and they need two bedrooms. So we kept a really nice rug, a lamp and a bed frame. Its pretty cozy and warm there in the winter and there is free wifi. What more could someone want?!!
We occasionally have had to take back properties that we hold mortgages on and the people quit paying for one reason or another. Almost always the place will be in a nasty horrible state....full of garbage, dirt, cobweb blankets, dead animals, personal papers, toys, books, clothes, and one memorable time, a person. A bailiff is always present, we always have the court order documents, and he busts open the lock and in we go...never sure what we are going to find.
One time we went in and the place was absolutely beyond filthy and hip deep in papers, junk, crap, and many dead rats. As we stood there surveying the mess and mentally measuring up how many big garbage containers we would have to order, a little filipino that owned the place suddenly popped up out of the middle of all that garbage and almost gave everyone a heart attack!!
Many years ago the same thing was happening with a house in Deep Cove. The man lived alone and he simply quit paying and quit answering his phone or his door. Now getting a court order to enter the premises and sell it is a long arduous affair. While we were proceeding legally, we kept going over to his place and trying to contact him...to no avail. Aryn and I were pretty sure he was dead in there. No one just drops off the face of the earth like that.
Finally we had the papers. So over we went and the bailiff opened the door. We couldn't believe what we saw inside. It was pristinely clean...hermetically so. Everything was in its place, clean, free of dust or bugs and either black/brown or white. All his dishes were white, bedding was white, towels were white and all the furniture was dark. There was no colour whatsoever. All the windows that were look outable were sealed over. In his little den we found three computers, a map book open to New York and another to Washington DC, books on airplane recognition, (and this was right after 9/11) his passport (he was originally from Bath England,) all his private important papers on citizenship etc. and about fifty videos of taped shows of Jeopardy.
We also found tiny tapes where he had been taping peoples phone calls (not sure how)..hours of them. There was absolutely no sign of the man himself. And there never has been. He was paranoid according to his neighbour. At halloween he would barricade the driveway and after reading his email, we found out he was pretty convinced "they"were after him. He sent emails to his brother in Texas describing all the signs he would see on his property that "they" were out to get him.
Yesterday Aryn was with a bailiff yet again, getting into an apartment on our behalf. She said the place was a mess, picture below, and completely covered in porn. Ewwwww!!!!! Now its time to go get that place cleaned up and sold! She and I have a contest going....who finds a dead body first. Where do these people go I wonder?
OUR GARAGE BEFORE
AND AFTER!!!
Well its off to the dentist time. For April not me but I am going with her. Oh and Molly is back and fine. She has a cone on her head and hates it so we are going to stop and buy a baby sleeper. She can't bite her ass but she can still drink and eat. They had to do things to her and needs to not lick it. TTYL
Another thing that amazes me is how fast a clean up can be. We backed the truck up to the garage door and started tossing. Its true that some of it could probably have gone to sallyann, but due to time constraints we just let it go. Poor Bill. I do believe this is the first time in his life he actually had to throw stuff that wasn't completely "garbage" out. It was truly hard on him. One of the things we threw were boxes and boxes and boxes of tumbled marbled tile. We bought them many many years ago, used them on our fireplace after the fire in the other house and have been packing them around ever since. He was resisting chucking them until I asked him who he was willing to store them for, cuz we sure as hell would never ever be using them ourselves. Put in that light, he threw them.
We may have to turn half that garage into a makeshift bedroom for Monte to use at Christmas time. Kevin and family are coming and they need two bedrooms. So we kept a really nice rug, a lamp and a bed frame. Its pretty cozy and warm there in the winter and there is free wifi. What more could someone want?!!
We occasionally have had to take back properties that we hold mortgages on and the people quit paying for one reason or another. Almost always the place will be in a nasty horrible state....full of garbage, dirt, cobweb blankets, dead animals, personal papers, toys, books, clothes, and one memorable time, a person. A bailiff is always present, we always have the court order documents, and he busts open the lock and in we go...never sure what we are going to find.
One time we went in and the place was absolutely beyond filthy and hip deep in papers, junk, crap, and many dead rats. As we stood there surveying the mess and mentally measuring up how many big garbage containers we would have to order, a little filipino that owned the place suddenly popped up out of the middle of all that garbage and almost gave everyone a heart attack!!
Many years ago the same thing was happening with a house in Deep Cove. The man lived alone and he simply quit paying and quit answering his phone or his door. Now getting a court order to enter the premises and sell it is a long arduous affair. While we were proceeding legally, we kept going over to his place and trying to contact him...to no avail. Aryn and I were pretty sure he was dead in there. No one just drops off the face of the earth like that.
Finally we had the papers. So over we went and the bailiff opened the door. We couldn't believe what we saw inside. It was pristinely clean...hermetically so. Everything was in its place, clean, free of dust or bugs and either black/brown or white. All his dishes were white, bedding was white, towels were white and all the furniture was dark. There was no colour whatsoever. All the windows that were look outable were sealed over. In his little den we found three computers, a map book open to New York and another to Washington DC, books on airplane recognition, (and this was right after 9/11) his passport (he was originally from Bath England,) all his private important papers on citizenship etc. and about fifty videos of taped shows of Jeopardy.
We also found tiny tapes where he had been taping peoples phone calls (not sure how)..hours of them. There was absolutely no sign of the man himself. And there never has been. He was paranoid according to his neighbour. At halloween he would barricade the driveway and after reading his email, we found out he was pretty convinced "they"were after him. He sent emails to his brother in Texas describing all the signs he would see on his property that "they" were out to get him.
Yesterday Aryn was with a bailiff yet again, getting into an apartment on our behalf. She said the place was a mess, picture below, and completely covered in porn. Ewwwww!!!!! Now its time to go get that place cleaned up and sold! She and I have a contest going....who finds a dead body first. Where do these people go I wonder?
THE APARTMENT ARYN HAD TO GO INTO YESTERDAY WITH A BAILIFF.
Friday, April 13, 2012
APRIL AND ANDREAS
Twenty four years ago on April 12, I took a four day old April home from the hospital. It was late afternoon and we went to the office first to show her off to our people there, and then to Andreas for dinner. And...on her birthday every year since we have gone to Andreas for dinner. It is a tradition now. Sometimes there are lots of people there and sometimes it is just whatever family is available.
This year for the first time ever we were missing Monte. Mind you in the last few years he would come on his own in his truck, eat, amuse us and leave immediately after. This year Aryn graced us with her presence! And we had a blast.
April opened presents first and then we ordered our usual "brown platter" and laughed and had fun. At home we had a cream puff brownie concoction from Costco which was totally delicious. Today I am back to juicing!
I am having endless trouble with my front teeth. If it were back ones I wouldn't care but front ones?? My partial plate is holding one of the front teeth and the other is a crown, a wobbly iffy one. I was told that I would have to get that one posted, and last week, after biting the wrong way on a fork, it dislodged and the only thing that keeps it in is suction, which doesn't always work. I am so afraid I will swallow it! Until I am home long enough to get it done, that crown is the only gap filler I have.
The other front tooth which is attached to the plate keeps popping off. I buy crazy glue and glue it back on and it stays on for a few weeks then comes off again. The tooth cradles into a spot on the plate in a tricky way and if you don't get it just right, too bad....it will be like that for the whole few weeks til it falls off again. Well, last week it popped off, right on schedule. Bill toddled off to the store and bought me some fresh glue. I practiced putting the tooth in the right place a few times before getting him to drop a bit of glue on the spot. I popped it in and its crooked. JEEZ!!! The top sticks out a little. It doesn't look like much but in my mouth it feels like a house has been dropped in there. The denturist who made this thing isn't there anymore so I need to find a good one here on the north shore. There never seems to be a good time to go without my teeth for a few days!
Molly is in the hospital right now. She was in a lot of pain and dragging her butt etc... Turns out her anal glans are infected and one ruptured, poor thing. There may be a tumour in there as well. So she has been checked in, and they are flushing, blood testing, biopsying and removing some of her rotting teeth. She did not look very happy when they carried her away. Her little eyes were glued to mine in the most imploring way. :( We are waiting to hear how she is and if she is needing more surgery.
We take her to Atlas on 41st and Fraser. All of the above, two nights in the hospital etc..was going to cost only 590.00. Over here on the shore it would have been at least a thousand dollars more. And the vets we have met over the years there are the kindest gentlest men you would ever meet. Its a long way to go but totally worth it. Even if they suddenly doubled their prices we would still go there.
GOOFY GUYS
TOLD TO STRAIGHTEN UP
POSE POSE POSE
TESTING OUT THE CHOCOLATES...BEFORE DINNER
READING THE CHOCOLATE MENU
CRAZY NECKLACE....THERE ARE TWO ANTS, ONE YOU CAN JUST SEE ON THE END OF THE FORK HANDLE...CRAWLING AWAY
DELICIOUS BROWN PLATTER...CALAMARI, RICE, SPANAKAPITA, HUMOUS, MEATBALLS, THREE TYPES OF SOUVLAKI ETC.....
Gotta bounce!! I think we are going to tackle the garage today. I will take before and after pics. The place is a disaster at the moment. TTYL!!
This year for the first time ever we were missing Monte. Mind you in the last few years he would come on his own in his truck, eat, amuse us and leave immediately after. This year Aryn graced us with her presence! And we had a blast.
April opened presents first and then we ordered our usual "brown platter" and laughed and had fun. At home we had a cream puff brownie concoction from Costco which was totally delicious. Today I am back to juicing!
I am having endless trouble with my front teeth. If it were back ones I wouldn't care but front ones?? My partial plate is holding one of the front teeth and the other is a crown, a wobbly iffy one. I was told that I would have to get that one posted, and last week, after biting the wrong way on a fork, it dislodged and the only thing that keeps it in is suction, which doesn't always work. I am so afraid I will swallow it! Until I am home long enough to get it done, that crown is the only gap filler I have.
The other front tooth which is attached to the plate keeps popping off. I buy crazy glue and glue it back on and it stays on for a few weeks then comes off again. The tooth cradles into a spot on the plate in a tricky way and if you don't get it just right, too bad....it will be like that for the whole few weeks til it falls off again. Well, last week it popped off, right on schedule. Bill toddled off to the store and bought me some fresh glue. I practiced putting the tooth in the right place a few times before getting him to drop a bit of glue on the spot. I popped it in and its crooked. JEEZ!!! The top sticks out a little. It doesn't look like much but in my mouth it feels like a house has been dropped in there. The denturist who made this thing isn't there anymore so I need to find a good one here on the north shore. There never seems to be a good time to go without my teeth for a few days!
Molly is in the hospital right now. She was in a lot of pain and dragging her butt etc... Turns out her anal glans are infected and one ruptured, poor thing. There may be a tumour in there as well. So she has been checked in, and they are flushing, blood testing, biopsying and removing some of her rotting teeth. She did not look very happy when they carried her away. Her little eyes were glued to mine in the most imploring way. :( We are waiting to hear how she is and if she is needing more surgery.
We take her to Atlas on 41st and Fraser. All of the above, two nights in the hospital etc..was going to cost only 590.00. Over here on the shore it would have been at least a thousand dollars more. And the vets we have met over the years there are the kindest gentlest men you would ever meet. Its a long way to go but totally worth it. Even if they suddenly doubled their prices we would still go there.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
ABSENCE AND ASSHO**S
I haven't been here a while. Its been a busy fun few days. I had asked Monte to come home for the holiday, with his truck. And boy did we use him!
Our yard was looking pretty awful. There was stuff lying around everywhere. A lot of it was too large and awkward for Bill and I to pick up and pack to the truck. Enter Monte. Honestly!! It was so funny to watch this six foot eight guy hoisting giant heavy crap way up over his head, stomp over to the rock wall which is about four feet high, and step up and over to his truck. But the end result is making me happy!
I am doing all the driving in our house now. Its been a long long time. I didn't have a car and I won't drive the truck (too many blind spots). Now that I AM driving, certain things are coming back to me and other things are coming to my attention that I hadn't really even noticed before.
One of those things is how SLOW Bill drives. I knew he was slow, but now that I am driving at normal speeds, when we have to go in the truck and he drives, it has really become evident. Oh My God!!! I get that knot one gets in the stomach, my foot starts tapping, I start deep breathing and grit my teeth. I swear to God that guy literally drives with one (or both) feet on the brake. He almost causes accidents because of his hesitancy. People think he is letting them in when really he isn't and then he starts swearing at them and its so embarrassing. I counted the other day how many people honked at him (4) and cars zoom and swerve around him really fast because they have that knot in their stomach too.
On my part, I had forgotten how many times I yell out the window at people. Jeez! I yell at pedestrians crossing on the no walk sign, I yell at cops that stop cars and park right in the road (when they could pull off and not interrupt traffic), I yell at people not watching their little kids near the road, I yell at people riding bikes and not following road rules, I have even been known to follow a rule breaker to their house and yell at them when they get out of their cars. Something about driving makes me get stupidly aggressive and impatient with stupid pedestrians or self indulgent drivers. And...I have started yelling at my neighbour.
He is a total assh..e! Every neighbour in this hood has sued him at one time or another. He is a retired fireman. Not one of those goodlooking, friendly awesome guys. He is one of those macho nasty jerks that, we found out through a fireman friend, has been sent to mandatory anger management three times.
We have an ongoing battle I won't get into here. Suffice it to say he has caused all of us a lot of grief. When Cookie came to visit a while back she parked on a piece of curb between his driveway and ours. When she went to leave, he had called the by law peeps and had them ticket her for parking within six feet of his driveway. What a jerk! So, yesterday I was on the front deck and I noticed friends of his arrive (and I use the term "friends" loosely) and park at the curb in front of his place. That curb is only about ten feet long between his driveway and the next neighbour's driveway. There is no way to park there and leave six feet from the car to that neighbours driveway.
So I hopped up and hollered his name. He stopped and looked up and I yelled down that they can't park there, there isn't six feet left to Richard's (the other neighbour) driveway. He spluttered and snorted and said something about Richard not even being home and its HIS curb in front of HIS house blah blah blah. And I yelled down quite clearly that if that car wasn't moved immediately, that I would do exactly what he did, phone the by-law people and get it ticketed. He was so pissed off it was funny. So I just calmly told him what goes around comes around, karma, tit for tat, cliche cliche!, and if he were more of a decent neighbour I would cut him a break. "But you're not so move the damned car." They moved the car. Don't tell Bill this though. He thinks I should be nice and ignore him. I am not doing that anymore. His bulling just gets worse then. Idiot!
HE IS SO FLIPPING TALL,,THOSE DOORWAYS ARE SEVEN FEET
JERK'S DRIVEWAY ....TAKEN FROM MY FRONT DECK (its time I go away for a while again)
POOR BILL GETTING ALL THE TAX CRAP READY TO TAKE DOWNTOWN
OUR PINE NEEDLE FREE DECK...THANKS TO OLD BETSY THERE YOU CAN JUST SEE AT THE BOTTOM RIGHT OF THE PICTURE
A RAMP IN THE MIDDLE OF BEING BUILT, THE WALL MONTE CAN STEP UP ONTO, ACTUALLY SO CAN ARYN...SHE IS LIKE A SPIDER
Now I am mad again! LOL!! So I shall change my thinking, go do something constructive and have a great day!! Its not raining...something to celebrate. I think I will go have coffee on my awesome clean deck. TTYL
Our yard was looking pretty awful. There was stuff lying around everywhere. A lot of it was too large and awkward for Bill and I to pick up and pack to the truck. Enter Monte. Honestly!! It was so funny to watch this six foot eight guy hoisting giant heavy crap way up over his head, stomp over to the rock wall which is about four feet high, and step up and over to his truck. But the end result is making me happy!
I am doing all the driving in our house now. Its been a long long time. I didn't have a car and I won't drive the truck (too many blind spots). Now that I AM driving, certain things are coming back to me and other things are coming to my attention that I hadn't really even noticed before.
One of those things is how SLOW Bill drives. I knew he was slow, but now that I am driving at normal speeds, when we have to go in the truck and he drives, it has really become evident. Oh My God!!! I get that knot one gets in the stomach, my foot starts tapping, I start deep breathing and grit my teeth. I swear to God that guy literally drives with one (or both) feet on the brake. He almost causes accidents because of his hesitancy. People think he is letting them in when really he isn't and then he starts swearing at them and its so embarrassing. I counted the other day how many people honked at him (4) and cars zoom and swerve around him really fast because they have that knot in their stomach too.
On my part, I had forgotten how many times I yell out the window at people. Jeez! I yell at pedestrians crossing on the no walk sign, I yell at cops that stop cars and park right in the road (when they could pull off and not interrupt traffic), I yell at people not watching their little kids near the road, I yell at people riding bikes and not following road rules, I have even been known to follow a rule breaker to their house and yell at them when they get out of their cars. Something about driving makes me get stupidly aggressive and impatient with stupid pedestrians or self indulgent drivers. And...I have started yelling at my neighbour.
He is a total assh..e! Every neighbour in this hood has sued him at one time or another. He is a retired fireman. Not one of those goodlooking, friendly awesome guys. He is one of those macho nasty jerks that, we found out through a fireman friend, has been sent to mandatory anger management three times.
We have an ongoing battle I won't get into here. Suffice it to say he has caused all of us a lot of grief. When Cookie came to visit a while back she parked on a piece of curb between his driveway and ours. When she went to leave, he had called the by law peeps and had them ticket her for parking within six feet of his driveway. What a jerk! So, yesterday I was on the front deck and I noticed friends of his arrive (and I use the term "friends" loosely) and park at the curb in front of his place. That curb is only about ten feet long between his driveway and the next neighbour's driveway. There is no way to park there and leave six feet from the car to that neighbours driveway.
So I hopped up and hollered his name. He stopped and looked up and I yelled down that they can't park there, there isn't six feet left to Richard's (the other neighbour) driveway. He spluttered and snorted and said something about Richard not even being home and its HIS curb in front of HIS house blah blah blah. And I yelled down quite clearly that if that car wasn't moved immediately, that I would do exactly what he did, phone the by-law people and get it ticketed. He was so pissed off it was funny. So I just calmly told him what goes around comes around, karma, tit for tat, cliche cliche!, and if he were more of a decent neighbour I would cut him a break. "But you're not so move the damned car." They moved the car. Don't tell Bill this though. He thinks I should be nice and ignore him. I am not doing that anymore. His bulling just gets worse then. Idiot!
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
LOTS AND LOTS
Its been a really busy few days. Good days. We left early early Saturday morning for Kamloops. There was no way we wanted to be here while April had her party Sat. nite!! The trip up was uneventful and rainy. Kathy had a wonderful lunch waiting for us and immediately after Bill and Kerry pruned and chopped all the foliage on their property.
Kathy and I went shopping and visited Mom. She was in such good shape and we had the best visit with her. We were reading excerpts from her 1945 diary. Amazing!
One of the stores Kathy took me to was a place called Bulk Barn. Holy Crap!!! Why why why can't we have something like this store down here? They had everything possible in that place. Aisles and aisles of candy, snacks, nuts, baking stuff, soups, honey, soaps, pinatas, cake pans, cake decorating stuff, craft stuff, british stuff (like spotted dick in a can), and anything else you could think of. Its right beside the best fat lady store in BC and right across from McDs. The perfect trifecta!!!
So, Bill needed to see this place. Yesterday we stayed longer than normally we would and waited for the store to open. He couldn't believe it either!!! Next time I am decorating a cake or scrapbooking, I'm heading straight there!!!
BEAUTIFUL KAMLOOPS FROM KATHY'S FRONT WINDOW
HER GORGEOUS DINING ROOM
A HOMEMADE TOWN CALLED DEADMAN BY SAVONA
HER FRONT ROOM
A GIANT NEST MADE FROM ORANGE ROPE PIECES...ON WALLACHINE BRIDGE
FROG ROCK...BILL'S DAD'S ASHES ARE SPREAD HERE
THE CHURCH IN YALE
LAKE OF THE WOODS
FEEDING PARKER ORANGES
MOM...EATING LEMON MERINGUE PIE!
ROW UPON ROW OF CAKE POP GOODS!!!
THATS FOOD COLOURING
COLOURED MELTING CHOCOLATE
We came through the canyon on the way home. Saw lots of stuff and it was a trippy trip down memory lane. If we don't go the Coquihalla we do the Duffy so it had been a long long time since coming down the canyon. Loved it!!
Kathy and I went shopping and visited Mom. She was in such good shape and we had the best visit with her. We were reading excerpts from her 1945 diary. Amazing!
One of the stores Kathy took me to was a place called Bulk Barn. Holy Crap!!! Why why why can't we have something like this store down here? They had everything possible in that place. Aisles and aisles of candy, snacks, nuts, baking stuff, soups, honey, soaps, pinatas, cake pans, cake decorating stuff, craft stuff, british stuff (like spotted dick in a can), and anything else you could think of. Its right beside the best fat lady store in BC and right across from McDs. The perfect trifecta!!!
So, Bill needed to see this place. Yesterday we stayed longer than normally we would and waited for the store to open. He couldn't believe it either!!! Next time I am decorating a cake or scrapbooking, I'm heading straight there!!!
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