my funny bone and call me happy! Well that’s the way it went down last Friday when a bunch of us ventured out for the evening. Kate had tipped us off to a favorite comedian of hers, Graham Clark, and this girl knows of what she speaks. Poising ourselves in close vicinity we opted for dinner first at Yaletown Brew Pub. I believe the name alone insinuates a bit of a burger fest, am i right or am i right?!  When the bill came we were also treated to a little cotton candy nosh – brillsville marketing on their part and our seal of approval – ROGER THAT!

Next we mosied over to The Comedy Mix to see the show, it was a riot from go to whoa. Even the announcer dude was side-splitting; everyone’s spirits were high on humorous octane. The night drew to a close, we said our tahs and spun home. Knowing the minute we opened the door those kittehs would practically rocket launch out for hallway reconnaissance. They certainly aren’t a stealth pair, that’s a fact! 





Essentially this was my only outing for the weekend so it sure was great to spend it with these fine friends. I came to the realization that work and deadlines had the right of way, taking precedence over the remaining days which sort of stung a bit because I wasn’t able to go to the 3rd bloggy meet-up that had been arranged by Cee ANNNND it was a picnic in the park.
Of all things to miss – oh man, licking my wounds is what. Serious sacrilege of blogging buddy etiquette, I know…tell me about it. I’m told that Alicia is plotting the next one though and it’s gonna be good – remakequel sounds like a plan! 

Here’s to a new weekend that flows and shines, wishing you 
all kinds of glimmery goodness!!! ♥

pumpkin fields forever

The weather angels were so on our side this day, reminding the sun to rep itself and the clouds to stay far, far away! It was dealers’ choice as to which pumpkin patch we’d tromp through and my girlfs picked a stellar one for sure. There was a hay-bale ride complete with Mr. banjo-man strumming out the latest rendition of Old MacDonald, loads of furry farm friends grazing cautiously since there was a rampage of kiddlets running about.

We scoured endless fields for perfectly proportioned pumpkins, played in the hay-stack room; getting chased by our fellas with huge mounds on the ready to douse us with and snacked on pie (pumpkin, of course) while watching a rather eerie looking Jack-O-lantern backup dancer who seemed to be trying really hard not to bump into the band that was playing on the stage.

It was a chock-full of wonderful kinda day! ♥