Fishing for Doritos

Twice a year we take advantage of a real two day weekend by heading to the lake. It’s short, but always ends up being the perfect “time outside of time” moment for me, probably because some of it looks like this:

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Sometimes it's good to feel small.

Sometimes it’s good to feel small.

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That’s my mom, Cokes, in the lake by herself at sunset. She caught nothing (except maybe a parasite? Lake swimming is questionable sometimes), but stayed in there for probably an hour. I’d like to think it was less about the fish and more about the solitude and smallness that accompanies standing in a lake in the face of a beautiful sunset. Isn’t that what vacation’s all about, after all?

In other news, I finally got a DSLR! Watch out, world.

Bonjour-Hello

Montreal is an especially friendly city, as one will find him or herself twice-greeted upon entering any given establishment. “Bonjour-Hello”, subtext “We are all supercool and speak two languages better than any of you speak one”…. more probably, “we are all exhausted from having to always say everything twice in two different languages, so let’s cut to the chase, French or English, compadre?”

Beer cocktails and a selection of cheese sticks and bruschetta... too interesting not to try.

Beer cocktails and a selection of cheese sticks and bruschetta… too interesting not to try.

Black & Tan and a White Velvet- Cider + wheat.

Black & Tan and a White Velvet- Cider + wheat.

Next time I am totally going in. Mutant rodents and infectious diseases, be damned!

Next time I am totally going in. Mutant rodents and infectious diseases, be damned!

Hmmmm... guess which one is mine.

Hmmmm… guess which one is mine.

Quaint quaint quaint.

Quaint quaint quaint.

Crepes and omlettes!

Crepes and omlettes!

I honestly regret not buying these. They were probably 50 cents.

I honestly regret not buying these. They were probably 50 cents.

Sculpture around the museums

Sculpture around the museums

Brilliant art really does speak for itself

Brilliant art really does speak for itself

In no particular order, obviously.

 

Spikes and Math

The man and his work, nearing the end of his first grueling year of teaching with five classes and three preps still smiling. That’s how you know you love what you do! Congratulations on your first year, Spikes. No one knows better than I (and that particular spot on the couch… and probably a few select Starbucks baristas) how hard you have worked not just this year, but to make it to this point. You are a true inspiration!

Sweet pink cup, by the way. 😉

Appropriately dressed to boot!

Appropriately dressed to boot!

Begiddle

The beginning-middle: that time where something is still new but not so new that nothing has yet happened. The first-time jitters are gone, but the beginning is still near enough that the excitement remains. I’m still sporting my rose-colored shades, … Continue reading