Weekend travels

This weekend I went out to my hometown to visit my grandparents. I haven’t been there for a few months (right after our wedding!) so I figured it was slightly overdue!

It was a gorgeous day and two of my younger cousins happened to be staying there for the weekend, so we all piled into my grandma’s van and went to the park downtown, and then to the farm to see the goats!

Describing the day is boring, so I’ll just show you in pictures!

Happy Monday!
How was your weekend? 

Ten (?) on Tuesday

Things are a little different today on Ten on Tuesday. It’s 10+16 on Tuesday, meme style!

A. Age:
A quarter of a century. Or 25. Which ever makes me seem less old, because that’s how I feel these days.

B. Bed Size:
Queen. It’s amazingly comfy (a Beauty Rest!) but next time, I think we’re going to get a king-size.

C. Chore that you hate:
Dishes. For real. I miss having a dishwasher SO much. In fact, Kyle and I joke that we’re buying a new house just so we can have a dishwasher. Most expensive dishwasher ever!

D. Dogs:
We have one bat-shit crazy Malamute named Daphne, and we love her:

E. Essential start to your day:
Breakfast. I need to eat, or I’ll get cranky. I need food more than I need coffee in the morning. Shocking.

F. Favourite Color:
Yellow! But – it doesn’t dominate my life. I rarely even wear it. My car has enough yellow to last a long time!

G. Gold or Silver:
Platinum, because I’m a snot bag like that ;)

H. Height:
5’4″. I’m a shorty :(

I. Instruments you play:
I used to play piano, and I can sit down and still read music okay.

J. Job Title:
Official title? Editorial assistant. But I do 100 million other things at work too.

K. Kids:
None yet …

L. Live:
In beautiful British Columbia!

M. Mother’s Name:
Lori

N. Nicknames:
I don’t really have any really!

O. Overnight hospital stays:
None! Lucky me! *knocks on wood*

P. Pet peeve:
Repetitive noises. Like the dinging noise when car doors are open. Or tapping. Or water dripping. I go crazy in the spring when the snow is melting off the roof. Not even kidding.

Q. Quote from a movie:
“Have you ever been to Georgia, Wyatt? It’s very green there…”

R. Right or left handed:
Righty!

S. Siblings:
One little brother and one step-brother

T. Time you wake up:
Sometime between 7 and 7:30 a.m., depending how groggy I am when I first hear my alarm clock.

U. Underwear:
A lady never speaks of her underthings. I’m no lady, but I will say they’re always clean :)

V. Vegetable you hate:
Hmm … can’t say I’m a huge fan of peas.

W. What makes you run late:
The internet! All the time! Or my husband. He likes to hold me hostage while I’m trying to leave for work, but it’s rather cute and amusing.

X. X-Rays you’ve had:
Other than ones at the dentist, I’ve had a few on my shoulder since I’ve dislocated it a few times.

Y. Yummy food that you make:
I make a mean steak marinade, and Kyle says my lasagna is pretty awesome.

Z. Zoo Animal:
Penguins. Or hippos. Or raccoons.

To the Market!

Today was/is a long day.

Friday night (or should I say Saturday morning?) my horrible college-aged neighbours woke Kyle and I up at 4 a.m. while they were yelling and screaming outside our front door. (Well, their front door, which is practically RIGHT beside ours.) To make matters worse, I was already sleeping horribly, and Kyle had to get up and to go work at 5:30. Awesome. I decided to go outside and tell them to “Shut the f*** up before I call the cops.” It kind of worked. Next time it happens, I will call the cops. Dead serious.

Updated to add: One of the tenants from next door came over and apologized for the noise and was upset at her friends for yelling. This makes me feel better. I appreciate apologies. I guess yelling like a crazy person at 4 in the a.m. works sometimes.

So, as a result or the noise and the yelling, I was tired as hell Saturday morning, but I still managed to get my butt out of bed and go to the farmer’s market with my mom! I haven’t been in probably two years, so it was great to go out! I got a pretty good haul too:

Clockwise from top left: Eating cukes (really, pickling cucumbers) for Kyle, Corn on the cob (my mom and I split a 1/2 dozen), dog treats for the pooches, raspberries, purple carrots, and a loaf of sourdough bread!

All that stuff for about $20! I devoured the raspberries as soon as I got home. SO GOOD. Going to the market was the best idea ever. I really have to go more often.

After we finished at the market, I took my mom to an open house for a house Kyle and I kind of had our eyes on. As it turns out, it needs a bit of work, so I’m not sure if it’s for us. Oh well. There’s lots more out there, we just have to have some patience.

After the open house, my mom and I parted ways, I made pizza dough and then had a nap while it was doing its thing in the bread maker. Then I made these cookies for Kyle again.

And now I’m relaxing on the couch before I wash my cookie sheet and put together our pizza for dinner. I’m so exhausted. For reals.

Oh yeah – and on top of all of this, I’m also doggy sitting Molly for the weekend! My SIL and MIL went to Vancouver for the weekend and the SIL couldn’t leave Molly home alone for three days, so Daphne and Molly are having a three-day play date. Ooooh boy!

Is it just me, or does it look like they’re talking to one another?

Molly: “Whoa – what the hell?”
Daphne: “Shut your face!”

Hope you’re having a fabulous Saturday!
Do you go to a local farmer’s market when you can?
Any nightmare neighbour stories to share?