We had a brutal Mother’s Day. Our kids were so whiny and demanding that my husband shutdown all communication with the world. When I finally got out of bed at 8 a.m. (slept in!), he didn’t respond when I spoke to him (nothing new there) and his eyes were glazed over. Not dissimilar to a beaten dog. In the chaos of it, he forgot our lunch reservation at Cherry Point Vineyards. Add panic to moodiness and you’ve got yourself a recipe for a lovely Mother’s Day. (more…)
Last Sunday the kids and I met Nanna and Grandad in Chemainus for brunch at Bonnie Martin’s. We arrived early so had some time to follow the big yellow footprints on the sidewalks around town. It wasn’t 11 a.m. and Chemainus was hopping busy. A tour bus full of Nanna and Grandads from Australia had stopped in for the morning and any store that was open early that morning was full of ready customers. (Can someone please explain to me what the attraction is to a Christmas store in May?). (more…)
On Saturday night, we went to Just Jakes on Craig Street for dinner with the kids — and no one cried. Not the kids, not me or the Mister, and not the service staff. (more…)
