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Friday, December 28, 2007

A little goes a long way...

Today, I actually got my arse out of my PJs, into civvie clothes, and out of the house! I'd love to say it was because I felt an overwhelming need for fresh air and exercise...but the truth is, I had finished the piles of books borrowed from Jel, and can't get the next in the series till she gets back into town. Sometime today or tomorrow, I hope!


Meanwhile, I had to do some banking (evil, evil student loans!) and figured that while I was at it, I'd take Floppity around to a few downtown sightseeing locales. We went to Canada Place and did photos of the docks and the harbour. We went to Gastown and did photos in front of the Steam Clock and Gassy Jack. But the most important thing we did was pay homage to one Vancouver's sacred institutions:



The Coffee Shop. I figured I'd go to the best, Caffe Artigiano...where I had a "Spanish Latte" - a latte lightly sweetened with condensed milk. Mmmmm!

(Let me tell you, there is nothing like taking pictures of a Beanie Bunny, right downtown, to help you get over any self-consciousness you might have about what other people might think of you. Especially if you're setting the Beanie Bunny up on a glove on a parking meter so it doesn't get wet - and saying as much to the rabbit. I'm afraid that part was in my outside voice. Ooops!)

Then I just came home, a two-hour outing being quite strenuous enough for my first expedition in days. It was cold and ucky, so I made a huge vat of seriously kick-ass black bean soup. We had that and veggie burgers for dinner.

Mr.Q thought he'd try one of the goodies he got in his stocking; "Santa" gave him a variety of hot sauces and condiments. He spooned some Swazi Fire Chilli Sauce onto his burger. A few seconds later, I heard a really strange squeaky sort of moan from across the table. I looked up and saw this:


Now, it looked to me like he was in pain. I asked him if he was okay, and he nodded and squeaked again. "How's the chili sauce?" I asked him. His response:


It's an hour since, and his eyes are still bugging out. But he swears he loves the stuff. He's weird.

(Dude! I think Jel just signed into MSN...more books! Also, it's good to know they didn't fall into a lake and drown or anything. But I'll leave that part of the story up to her!)

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am glad Ferdy likes the hot sauce. It had his name written on it! and really , taking bunny on outings is awkward? you should try children with pink cinderella dresses and afro wigs at the grocery store....

Sarah, Grand-Dutchess of Serendipity said...

Thank you for not mentioning any names mother....

Anonymous said...

Who wore the pink cinderalla dress?