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Birthdays, Boat Rides, and Little Mermaids

On Saturday morning I woke up to Phil’s (Lisa’s dad) poached eggs on toast.


An old favourite of his (and mine). For some reason whenever I try to make my own poached eggs on toast it doesn’t work out quite the same.

Saturday morning and afternoon looked much like Friday, lots of swimming, lots of reading, a little boat riding around the lake, lunch…


…and lots leisuring in the sunshine.

Lisa’s birthday was on Sunday so we were having a big ol’ weekend celebration for her with our friends. In the afternoon Mark and Dawn (and Scarlett!) and Emily and Corey came over for the festivities. Evan sadly had some work stuff to take care of on the weekend and I know he was disappointed to miss out on seeing everyone, but this coming weekend we are basically having a repeat at the cottage so that makes him feel better. He has been working on a pretty stressful job (he completely redid an entire condo) for the last six weeks or so and I know he was feeling really burnt out, so I am so happy for him that it is almost done.

Anyway. One of Lisa’s birthday presents from Emily was a Justin Bieber towel.


Which was quite sensual, and I’m sure she will use it all the time.

Lisa is known for having presents for Scarlett when she sees her, because she’s far away and doesn’t get to very often. One of Scarlett’s presents was Cheer Bear!


Scarlett loved it so much she ate her hand.


She just kills me with her cuteness. Her other present was a Little Mermaid bathing suit (we are just forcing our love 80s pop culture on her).



Before dinner the ladies took a boat ride over to the falls.



The water was so calm and it was just a beautiful, beautiful dusk.






I’m going to live on a lake one day, you guys know this, right? It is happening.

So a bunch of my mom’s side of the family have rented a cottage for the week very close to where Lisa’s parents are. The cottage they rented is on a big property with a bunch of other cottages and has a small beach. I was thinking about how funny it would be if I surprised them by swimming over and arriving on their beach being like “Heeeeeyyyy, it’s cousin Lindsey! FROM THE SEA!”

We thought maybe we would stop with the boat and try to find them, but then we weren’t sure if we would be able to start the boat again without Lisa’s dad’s help. So instead we just floated by slowly and creepily.

The first time we boated by the beach I am 100% sure we saw my mom’s cousin Doug walking along the shore. Except I mixed him up with another cousin for a second, Garth, so we yelled “GARTH!!!!” at him, instead of his actual name, and he wasn’t understanding. It was a lost opportunity. On the way back Doug was gone, but there was a new group along the beach who I thought might be my family. So we drove by them slowly while they all stared at us, but we couldn’t get a good look so of course we circled back just in case. I still couldn’t tell so I was like “I’m just looking for my cousins!” but unfortunately they were not my cousins. It was a bunch of men we didn’t know and they thought we were trying to pick them up. When we had to turn around and go by them AGAIN they were all “I’ll be your cousin! I’ll be whatever you want!” and then asked us over for a drink. We said no thanks and Lisa yelled “Just throw your beer out to us!” but sadly they didn’t go for that. Anyway, all this to say, I didn’t see my family. We just went back to the house.

Unfortunately Dawn missed the boat ride because she was helping her man Mark get this thing in the water:


And that thing would be a stand-up jetski from 1986. Somehow I was able to get a pretty good photo of him with only my phone as he zoomed by our boat.


Doesn’t he look like an 80s stud? A true Steve Sanders (in the words of Dawn but I’m stealing that line because it makes me laugh).

In the evening the neighbours a few doors down put on the best fireworks show from their dock, that we could just conveniently watch from our dock. It was some of the best fireworks I’ve seen for sure. Apparently some were brought in from America, and I know if there’s one thing Americans do right it’s fireworks. So that was great.

And then we had a late family dinner.




Afterwards we played some cards (A**hole), and then some hot tubbing and general shenanigans, you know.

On Sunday (Lisa’s Birthday!!!!) we ate raspberry waffles and peameal bacon (often called Canadian bacon, but not by Canadians) for breakfast, and then we all hung out by the water.




And we ate possibly the best nachos of my life.

It was a really good time. I hope Lisa had the best birthday. Thanks to Diane and Phil for hosting!

Ah, summer weekends are my favourite.


Bestie Lake Time

My Bestie Lisa is visiting! (I haven’t linked to her debut post in a while, so just in case you need a refresher on my food soulmate).

Photo from back in May because I just really like our twin shirts.

I think I have seen her more this year than any year since she’s lived in Calgary, and that has been awesome. I start to feel weird if it’s been too long since we’ve seen each other. She is a sister to me and a really good talk with her makes me feel the most like myself and ready to just win at life.

It was pretty late when I picked her up from the airport on Thursday night, so when we got home we planned on just having one glass of wine and a quick catch-up session on the balcony (we’re loud bitches together and we didn’t want to get the mute emoticon from Evan) and then head to bed. Well, you know how it happens with your best friend. One glass of wine becomes two, which turns into Lisa yelling “JUST BRING THE WHOLE BOTTLE OUT HERE!” when I run inside to pee, which turns into it suddenly being 2am and we’ve drank an entire 2L bottle of wine and can’t walk properly anymore. Whoops. Friday morning felt nice. #noregrets

Friday afternoon we headed to Lisa’s parents lake house. I will always love their old cottage where we met (we met skating on the lake, remember), and it will always hold nostalgic memories of growing up…but I have to say it is not disappointing to visit the lake house.


It is not disappointing at all. And I have to say the swimming is better here than the lake I grew up on. By the way, the difference between a lake house and a cottage is that lake houses are where you live, cottages are where you visit in the summer.

The weather was beautiful and we had such a nice afternoon and evening catching up with her parents. I’ve mentioned this before, but I think of them as almost my own parents, so I just feel very welcome and at home there. They are my people. Case in point:



I was also excited to see little Roxy.


She is the best dog. She was originally rescued from a kill shelter in America. Apparently the staff kept moving her from shelter to shelter because they wanted her to live, until someone brought her to a rescue in Ontario and Diane and Phil found her. She is the sweetest. They really lucked out with her. And she lucked out with them also, because they absolutely spoil  her.


I mean, who wouldn’t.

She is quite minxy.


Her wily feminine ways definitely lure all the boys to the yard.


Or the neighbours’ tutu-clad female dog, whichever.

We spent the afternoon swimming and hanging out on the deck and had a lot of family reading time. I told my friend Sherrie this and she asked “Do you mean you read aloud to each other?” so just to clarify, no. Though that would have been funny. We all read our respective books, just together in the same area. Still cute.

And we ate a lot, as we do. Lisa’s mom Diane really outdoes herself with food things. When I think of going over there when we were growing up I have a lot of fond food memories. Specifically in the snack department.


I love red pepper jelly and that is homemade red pepper jelly!

We ate dinner out on the deck, starting with spring rolls!


Followed by grilled chicken, green (well,yellow) beans, and this delicious Asian-inspired chopped salad that I think is from Eat, Shrink and Be Merry.


Tis the season of summer barbecues. J’adore.

We happened to be celebrating Lisa’s birthday weekend, so a bunch of our friends came up on Saturday for the festivities. I am going to save those festivities for tomorrow though, as this is getting a little lengthy already.

Hope you had a great weekend!



Twin SteeeeeeeRIPES and Bestie Boat Rides

My best friend Lisa was visiting from Calgary this weekend! I haven’t seen her since Vegas in February, so I was pretty excited. We are lucky to see each other a few times a year despite the incredible distance between us, which is a good thing since we both suck at the phone. Lisa is working in Ottawa this week so she flew in a few days early to spend the weekend at her parents’ place. I made the trip there on Saturday afternoon for some quality time, a sleep over, and our plan was to take a little bestie road trip to Ottawa on Sunday.


Annnd we accidentally wore the same shirt for the occasion. Lisa was wearing a sweater on top of her t-shirt when she came out to greet me on my arrival, and she saw my shirt and got so excited that she ripped her sweater off to show me that she was wearing the same shirt as me, but she accidentally ripped the twin shirt off too. So she was standing in front of me in a white tank top pointing from her to me all excitedly and I was not understanding what was happening. Then I saw the twin shirt in her hand and realized what was going on. Twin steeeeeeeeRIPES.

We tend to wear similar things quite a lot. One time we were both staying over at our friend’s house, and we were sleeping in the same bed (as we do). We went to bed at different times and never saw each other change into pajamas, so in the morning when we threw the covers back we were shocked to discover that we were wearing the exact same thing and the most random sleep outfit ever: a brown ribbed tank top and green sweat pants with a big yellow waistband (a GT Boutique special). Quite the combo. We were dying.

Anyway, I guess we both thought that soft striped T-shirt was the perfect attire for a casual lake day.


And it was. It was a BEAUTIFUL day. Spring is finally here!!! This makes me so happy! For a while I was afraid it was going to be winter forever. Saturday was so gorgeous I was tempted to jump in that water…but still a little too chilly for that.

After a bit of a catch up fest, we hung out for a while with Lisa’s parents on the porch enjoying the sunshine. I have missed them as well so it was good to see them. I have also missed Diane’s (Lisa’s mom) cooking. She made us quite the snack.


Thinly sliced white bread topped with a mixture of bacon, slivered almonds, onion, grated sharp cheddar cheese and a bit of mayo. Toast in the oven for 15 minutes or so and bam. Dream snack.

We also hung out with little Roxy.



Who is so cute and so funny and so ridiculously food-oriented. I understand Roxy, I am right there with you.

Before dinner we decided to take the little aluminum boat out for a rip on the lake.


Still wearing our twin shirts. We just embraced it and both wore them all day.

We took the boat over to Lock 34 in Fenelon Falls, which connects Sturgeon Lake and Cameron Lake. Lisa’s Dad took us there last summer also. It’s a cool ride, I love all the rocks.


We also went through all the narrow water channels in the area.


I would like to live there. Or somewhere like it. One day.


Boat rides are the best. It was a good time.


When we got back it was time for wine and DINNER. I was looking forward to a Diane special. She made us chicken tetrazzini!


We started with Caesar salad and garlic bread…


And then loaded up.


I am usually a tomato sauce kinda gal, I will always choose that over a creamy alfredo sauce, but I LOVED this and will be figuring out how to make it myself.

After dinner we chatted some more with Lisa’s parents, and then spent the rest of the night in the hot tub. Good times.


Fremont Street Ziplining and Casino Dance Parties (Vegas Day 3)

Our last day in Vegas started with us at the Mirage pool once again. It is so cold back here that I couldn’t pass up pool time in the sunshine. Lisa and I set up shop at 10am, got a sweet spot, sat back and waited for our friends to arrive.


And arrive they did. The weather was just as beautiful as the day before, and our time was just as hilarious. Our entire group of 14 made it down for at least part of the day. We had a new server and she came over to us yelling “YAY, I get the Canadians today!!!!” she had apparently heard all about us the day before. Everyone wants the Canadians, I tell you what. We regaled her with all our stories from the previous two days, and she laughed quite heartily.

So, we spent the entire day at the pool, eventually breaking around 4pm for lupper. California Kitchen was conveniently located in our hotel. I know, we really went all out food-wise. Much pizza. Such foodie.


I will do the food thing better next time. But, California Kitchen is not in Canada, as far as I know, so at least we were trying something new. And my pizza was delicious!

After eating, most of our group decided it was nap time, but since it was our last day Matt and I thought we should keep the party going, so we went on an adventure of our own. We played some blackjack and roulette in the Mirage (lost at Blackjack, won a bit at roulette), and then walked the strip in the opposite direction than the day before, the Treasure Island side.



That side was not quite as fun, and there were less things to see (aside from the Treasure Island ship), but of course we still had a good time and we had a really great convo also. One of my favourite things about Matt is that he laughs at almost everything I say. I also probably laugh at everything he says. So we just spend the whole time laughing, and that makes me feel warm and funny.

Then, back to the hotel room to get ready with my equally funny bestie.


Tonight, we take on Fremont Street, about 20 minutes from the strip (but if you are going to Vegas I cannot recommend Fremont Street enough, you HAVE to go there). 10 of us were going, so that means LIMO, hey ya!


The limo was a time all on its own, and then we arrived, and my mind was immediately blown (I am not meaning to rhyme, but I guess it works).


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I mentioned the strip was stimulation overload, well Fremont Street was STIMULATION. OVERLOAD. I didn’t know where to look! So many things were going on! I read about it before I left, but nothing could have prepared me for it.


I’m getting all cheesy here, but I love these girls like my family and I am so glad we did this together.

Fremont Street is original Vegas, the old strip, with all the famous casinos. I love that it is older and cheesier, with more characters around for us to talk to (/mildly harass). I wish we spent more time there so I could explore the whole thing, but I promise you I will be going back. Evan and I are going to explore every inch of this place one day. Maybe we’ll even eat here!


For free! A girl can dream…

Aside from all the characters, and the character casinos, and the character bars, I especially enjoyed the light show on the ceiling of the street.


Could not stop looking up.


How ridiculous is it? I feel like the planners were all “Hey, what’s the craziest thing we could do to take this street to the next level? Light show on the ceiling? Okay then!”

Emily, Dawn, Lisa, Heather, Matt and I decided that we should do the Fremont Street Experience, which is ZIPLINING down the street. Because, when in Vegas. We were excited.


Favourite picture of the trip probably.

Do you see the black lines above my head under the ceiling lights in the photo below?


Those are the ziplines.

We bought our tickets electronically from a little store by the base of the ziplining tower and lined on up. Even just being in line was funny. We met this wonderful lady and her husband.


I want to say she is from Texas? I could be wrong. I think everyone is from Texas. We liked her a lot, and I am going to assume that we are her favourite people as well. We may have called her mom.

And then we got all suited up in our ziplining gear.


I feel like I need to tell you that Heather is flexing like a muscle man, but her arms got cut off it so unfortunately it just looks like she is awkward face. Contrary to her face, she is not angry or constipated, just flexing. I also need to tell you that if there is even the slightest chance that your night is going to take a turn for the zipline, do not wear a dress. When the guys were putting my harness on they accidentally lifted up the back of my dress and the entire lineup behind us saw my butt. They all clapped and cheered at least, so it could have been worse. Still slightly awkward, but what can ya do.

Emily is not a fan of heights so I didn’t think she was going to want to do this, but she was a serious trooper. She had a bit of a moment RIGHT before she launched off the platform, and there may have been a few tears, but the guy who was checking our harnesses was awesome. He came over to Emily, gave her a hug and a pep talk and actually wiped the tears from her eyes. It was a very touching moment.

No photos of the zipline experience because they are $20 and I spent my photo quota on the rollercoaster picture, but it was amazing and it only hurt my crotch a tiny bit. Here’s a video (not mine) of what it was like if you want to see. If you go there you gotta do it.


Happy Zipliners.

After the ziplining, we met up with the rest of the group at D Casino.


Brent was playing some killer $5 minimum blackjack so I immediately joined in on that, and we roped in Lisa and Elliott as well. We played for about an hour and although I was up a lot in the beginning I ended up losing $50, which is my gambling max. Oh well, when in Vegas. These casinos were definitely cheesier than the classy ones on the strip, and they played loud dance music. We were pretty hyped up from the ziplining and just the hilarity of the night in general, so we started a dance party in between the blackjack tables. Clubs aren’t my thing but I’ll tell you what is, dance parties between card tables in a Vegas casino. We were pulling people up from the tables, people were joining us when they walked in…it was very funny and it is one of my favourite moments of maybe my life. Oh Fremont Street. I could never live there, I would go crazy. But it sure was fun to visit.

And if you are souvenir hunting let it be known that everything is cheaper on Fremont Street than it is on the strip. I got the outfit below for a mere $30, and I saw those same pants on the strip for $50, so that was a huge score.


That shirt is obviously the biggest score. Like silk but polyester. It was a gift for Evan and I really hope he wears it. You know who would definitely wear it, and not even as a joke? My dad.

And that was our Vegas experience. I’m still going to write about Divas, but otherwise, that was our trip. I loved our group and I just can’t even describe how funny everything was. Someone would branch off and have their own adventure and then come back and tell us about it, and we would all be on the floor laughing. I don’t even think a minute went by when I wasn’t laughing. I am so glad I went and was able to experience this with the people I did. Thank you for planning this and inviting me Heather!!!! Happy Dirty 30!


The Calgary Stampede

Our last two days of vacation were spent at the Calgary Stampede with Lisa, my very bestest, and her cowboy lover Mackenzie.


Mackenzie is actually a real, legit cowboy. It is difficult to distinguish the real cowboys from the impostors during the Stampede, since everyone is dressed as a cowboy (seriously, the entire city of Calgary), but Kenz is the real deal.


Real cowboy vs. not even trying to be an impostor.

Kenz grew up on a cattle ranch outside of the city, and I believe that is his future. So he wears his hat and his buckles and his boots all year round, and he was telling us that people on the street sometimes yell “Hey buddy, STAMPEDE’S OVER!!!!!” weeks after the Stampede and he’s all “Dude, but I’m a cowboy!” Cowboy problems, right?

Evan is all about embracing his nerdy-McNerdiness (and I so love him for being that and owning it), but I love themes of any kind, and I know Lisa does too, so we were in our cowgirl attire.


Best friends since Grade 3 <3

Well, we got our hats later, but you know. I was western-ish, at least. And I do have to say that Evan did look quite lovely in a cowboy hat when he was trying them on…



For not living in Calgary I had some serious hookups. You may remember back in February I met a new friend Nicole, who works at the Calgary Stampede, at an event through my work. Emily and I hit it off with her immediately.


New friends

She gave me that awesome hat I’m wearing (which I didn’t bring to Stampede because I didn’t want to ruin it) and she also gave me a beautiful gold and silver western bracelet as a thank you for hosting her organization (which I did wear). She told me to let her know when we got to the Stampede grounds and she would come out and give us tickets to get in. And heeeere she is!


She not only gave us free tickets to get into the Stampede, but she brought us bottled water (like $3 a bottle, so that’s like gold), escorted us past the one-hour line-up, and chauffeured us into the grounds. It was the nicest gesture and we all felt eternally grateful. She is one of those people who genuinely, in the very deepest parts of their soul, are just the sweetest and the absolute nicest. I am so glad that I met her. I just want to give her a bear hug.

She was working so couldn’t hang with us, so we bid her farewell shortly after, and then…STAMPEDE TIME!!!



Cowfolk for the day! (except Mackenzie, cowfolk all the time.) Actually, I am not an avid cowboy boot wearer (and I was only wearing cowboy “booties” so not official or anything), but you know what I like about them? You can walk absolutely anywhere and not worry about what you’re stepping in, or who is stepping on you. They are so practical. It is a freedom that I do not feel with flipflops.

Our first stop of the day was Nashville North, the band/party tent.


We went there first because we really wanted Evan to experience it, and last time Lisa and I were there we waited in line to get in for at least two hours. We did not want to spend our entire day in line, so we got that out of the way and had a few drinks to start off our afternoon.


Yahoo! (apparently you are supposed to say this instead of “Yeehaw!” at the Stampede)

The best part about Nashville North was that we saw the top 10 Calgary Stampede Talent Search performers (like American Idol but country), and they were really, really good. Really good. One dude (dude!) sang Jesus Take The Wheel by Carrie Underwood and he sounded EXACTLY like Carrie Underwood. I cannot stress this enough to you. I thought it was her. I closed my eyes and I swore that Carrie Underwood was serenading me, and then I opened them and it’s this (fairly big) guy. And I looked around the crowd and everyone was just agog as all the gogs. It was super impressive.


I have always wanted to use this gif.

(I initially wrote Jesus Take The Wheel by Kelly Clarkson accidentally…anyone catch that? whoops)

Lis and I had a good time on the dance floor.



And Lisa and Mackenzie had a good time two-stepping around.


Oh, lovers.

Evan and I did as well. Unfortunately during my two-step adventure I lost my sunglasses. Once I realized they were missing I went back to find them, and JUST as I spotted them on the floor I saw a girl excitedly do the hugest and most dramatic STOMP on them.


Welp. Sad times.

My poor sunnies. So I immediately walked up and said “Those were my glasses!” and I could tell that they were already broken before she did that, so it wasn’t a big deal at all and I kind of just wanted to joke around with her a little bit. But she felt soo bad and she apologized about a million times, so we hugged it out (literally, we hugged) and all was well. They were cheapies from Target anyway.

So, Nashville North was great. Big fan of that tent. And for 2 o’clock in the afternoon, it was jumpin’.


We eventually got out of the tent and back into the sunshine, Lisa and I picked up hats, I got new sunglasses, and then we walked the grounds.


I need to tell you, I ate a lot. Like deep friend everything. I ate so much, in fact, that it is going to have to be a separate post or this is going to go on for a million years. But I ate fun things so it has to be profiled. Not trying to drag this out, just trying to prolong the fun (I’ve been back for almost two weeks now, so the fun is being seriously prolonged here).

Anyway, we walked the grounds, and things happened. Like this:

And this:


And this…


Evan and Mackenzie somehow got roped into this horse pulling thing… To see what their horse power is, I guess. I don’t even know what the results were, but they’re beasts so I’m guessing pretty decent. It was free, and it was funny.


And it ended with this:


It was really hot out. That horse must be just dying under there.

We played some games. Lisa and I tried to play this weird game that I have never seen before, where you have to try to stand up a glass bottle with a loop on the end of a string…


We both lost.

Mackenzie won some other weird game and won a Ninja Turtle backpack. Raphael is cool, but rude!


People were just dying over the Raphael Ninja Turtle backpack. Kenz had strangers coming up behind him and sneakily taking pictures of it all day long. It was hilarious.


Evan won a Bob Marley banana.


Which I kind of love.

We rode the ferris wheel!

Evan never has before, so this was a big day for him!

Eventually we ended up where I thought was the best place to be, the Triple B, for Barbecue, Beer, and mechanical Bulls.


And I do mean bulls, plural. Two duelling bulls. One person on each bull, and whoever stayed on the longest won the duel. Had I not been wearing a dress I would have been allllll over it, but there were men controlling the bulls, and when there was a lady on the bull the men were making the bulls “twerk”. So, no thanks. I don’t get down like that. Not in a dress.

So we spend the evening at the Three B’s, because it had everything we needed (entertainment + beer + food, and we got a table/barrel right by the bulls so that was a score). I had the best time there.


I think my favourite was the group line dancing.


Or maybe just dancing in general.


There is no fun happening in this photo. No fun at all.

People are always throwing around that “Dance like nobody’s watching” quote, and you know what I have realized? I ALWAYS dance like nobody’s watching. Who cares who is watching? No good can come of concerning yourself with what other people think. Do you think Evan and Lisa care what anyone thinks of them in that above photo? No. They don’t. They are just doing their thing. If you want to look like a fool, you do it, and you own it. Because who cares.

It was a very fun day with my sister from another mister and our lovers.

The next day, our last day in Calgary, we were back at the grounds. Only we had Crystal and friends with us this time.


Crystal and her rock tumbler enters.

We did the ol’ grounds thing with them again, and then, for our GRAND VACATION FINALE, the last event of Evan and Evanoff’s Excellent Adventure…(drumroll)…we went to the chuck wagon races.


It was my first Stampede event ever. And it was great. I really have to thank Crystal for organizing it for all of us, because there were about 16 of us in attendance and getting all the tickets together for that would have given me a serious headache.




Crystal’s birthday was the next day, but we were celebrating that evening and Lisa and I had picked her up a bunch of stuff (props) from the Dollar Store for the occasion…including this silly straw that Mackenzie borrowed.


Ain’t no party like a beer straw party.

So the chuck wagons were pretty cool.


Our vacation finale. #calgarystampede #chuckwagons

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I really enjoyed watching that and got pretty into it. After the chucks were over, they dragged a big stage over…


And it turned into this interesting/hilarious Calgary Stampede variety show.


And the whole thing had a big America’s Got Talent feel to it, so it was very entertaining and impressive.


We had to leave a bit early as Evan and I had to leave from there to go straight to the airport to come home, so sadly we missed the fireworks. But it was still a good time. So glad that was the grand finale. It was the BEST, the absolute best, way to end our trip. We really squeezed everything in, and finishing with this just left me with a warm, fuzzy, good feeling.

And as we were leaving, it poured rain. Stampede ponchos for the win (thank you Mackenzie!)



What a frickin’ time.


The time I drove 3 hours just to see my best friend

As you may know, Lisa, my best friend since Grade 3 who I grew up with, moved to Calgary a few years ago. As such, I do not get to see her as often as I would like. I haven’t seen her since Christmas! We have always kind of been used to not seeing each other for long periods of time, since her family had a cottage near my house when we were growing up and wouldn’t come up a lot during the winter, but we spent entire summers together and even lived together for about a year. We are so alike and it is no fun being so far away from her.



Last week she happened to be in Ottawa for work, which while in Ontario is not exactly convenient being a five hour drive from Toronto. But we were determined to meet up. We both had to work during the day all week, but on Thursday we were able to skip out a bit early and we each drove halfway to Kingston to meet for dinner. It ended up being about three hours for me by the time I got out of the city (traffic, boo), so I essentially drove three hours just for dinner BUT…it was so worth it!



Sometimes you just feel better after seeing your best friend. Like we rejuvenate each other for life or something.

I was telling a coworker that we were both driving that far to meet for dinner and she said “Wow, that’s really nice that you would do that for each other,” and yeah, for sure, anything for love… But I should mention that I also really like driving. I basically just cranked my music and sang at the top of my lungs for three hours straight (and 2.5 hours back). I talked to Lisa about it and she said she also had a karaoke party of one in her car. It’s the way to do solo road trips.

Anyway, we were originally going to meet at Lonestar in Kingston, because fajitas, but when we got to the spot where Lonestar was supposed to be it seemed to be hiding. We couldn’t find it anywhere. So we found a really cute pub by the water and set up shop on the patio since it was nice out.

We were both starving after our respective long drives, so we went a little nuts on the appetizers… We started with flatbread pizza and macaroni and cheese poppers.


Yeah you heard me. Fried mac-a-frickin-roni and cheese, yes please.


Definitely the highlight of the meal right there, although I would have liked it more if it had just been deep fried Kraft Dinner. We both also got the special, which included a burger, fries and a pint of Keith’s for $11.99.


Super good deal but not exactly a stellar burger and I only had a few bites before I called it quits on that. I was basically full from all the appetizers at that point anyway. But I drank my Keith’s and I liked it.

We had such a lovely catch up dinner.

We were right on the Kingston waterfront so afterwards we went for a stroll along the water.



I haven’t been to Kingston since I was on a band trip in Grade 9 and I don’t remember much about it aside from the historical aspects, a la Fort Henry (which I remember being fantastic), and the mall. But Kingston is beautiful! We found a ton of cool things along the water. Like this historical train…



And the retired Canadian Coast Guard Ship Alexander Henry, which is now a marine museum.


I wish we had more time and could have checked that out. But we walked along the waterfront trail and chatted for about an hour or so, and it was glorious. Just so nice.



Again well worth the nearly six hour drive. It was so good to see Lisa’s bright shining face. Evan and I are actually heading out to BC/Alberta at the end of June so I will see her again in less than a month…but we just couldn’t wait.