Because Tom Jones is way too awesome for just one post…
Five highlights from my up close and personal Tom Jones experience:
5:00 AM–the time I had to get up to drive my Boy to work the morning after Tom. (TGFA–Thank God for Advil)
4 glasses of wine on concert night. While I admit my alcohol consumption may have enhanced my concert experience, I’m adamant it had no bearing on #3 below.
3 cups of coffee I spilled over the weekend–two of them on my long-suffering friend, D. Oops!
2 new tricks mastered by the dog while I was away–howling outside my bedroom door and dragging my dirty laundry around the apartment.
1 super duper star–Sir Tom Jones.
After reading about the benefits of red wine, I’ve decided to switch from my beloved Chardonnay to something a little redder and smoother…for medicinal purposes of course.
After spending so much time in the liquor store the clerks gave up offering to help me, I finally found it–the ideal red for me.
How did I know it was perfect? It had the three features I most value in a wine:
Friends, I’ve gone over to the dark side.
I’m visiting O and C, friends on Vancouver Island. Even though this trip will necessitate two ferry rides, with a long wait at the terminal between, I couldn’t be happier.
I went shopping for little hostess gifts. O is getting my go-to gift–wine.
C required a little more effort. I finally settled on a pretty teal scarf and a bath bomb from Blue Magnolia, one of my favourite stores in Sechelt. As I was paying, I shared the reason for my purchase.
“This is a gift for a friend I’m visiting. She doesn’t drink wine.”
The shop assistant gasped. “She doesn’t drink wine???”
“Oh, it’s okay,” I said, rushing to C’s defense. “She does drink. Just not wine.”
This begs the question, why did I feel compelled to reassure a stranger that my friends do indeed drink?
It’s 4:00 and time to answer the eternal question:
Wine or tea?
So I met D in “the city” yesterday for lunch and some light shopping.
It was just what I needed–giggles, wine, sunshine and two glorious ferry rides through ridiculously beautiful scenery.
D, who is camera shy, was official photographer, recording the highlights of the day. (You’ll have to trust me on this–I did actually spend the day with a friend. For once, it wasn’t just me and the dog hanging out.)
In the giddiness of being in “the city” with an actual pal, I let my hair down and had some fun.
I may have gotten a little too friendly with a sea-going fella (what is it with me and sailors???)
I photo-bombed myself in Sephora (who knew I could be such a ham?)
…and did I mention the Lamborghini? I’m not a car person, but that Lamborghini–even the name is spectacular! (I did check to make sure the driver wasn’t sitting inside before I posed next to it.)
I meant to snap a picture of my lunchtime wine (“I’ll take a large, please!”)…but I drank it before I thought to get out my phone. Instead, I took a photo of the glass I had when I got back to the cottage…along with my super pretty N mug from Anthropologie.
It’s good to hang out with friends. I wish I got to do it more often.