A Refreshing Holiday
Hold on to your hats folks! This is going to be a long one!!!
Last Monday Henry and I came home after a wonderful week in B.C. where we stayed in this bed and breakfast.
We made the trip to attend my niece Stephanie’s wedding.
The last time Henry and I had a chance to get away together was about two years ago, for my sister Tamara’s daughter’s wedding, when we were the very first customers at this very bed and breakfast. (Yes, yes, I know we also came out in January for another wedding, but that was just a quick visit.)
We saved for most of last year so we could have five whole days with just the two of us in romantic Fort Langley.
Days before we were about to leave I began to get sick. I panicked. There was no way I would be sick on a holiday I had been waiting so long for! I drove the bus, came home and went to bed until it was time to get up and drive the afternoon bus run. I did that for three days in a row. Thankfully that seemed to do the trick and by the time we were ready to leave I felt just fine.
Henry, on the other hand, did not.
For crying out loud!
This meant of course that there was not a whole lot of romantic walks through Fort Langley, but, not to worry, there is always plan B!
Tamara had some free time on the Wednesday and dropped by the B and B with her sweet little granddaughter. Henry needed a nap so we headed out to see the Fort without him.
We did a bit of shopping with the Wee One
and after her mom picked her up, headed to a cute little shop that also had a small restaurant in it.
Tamara and I decided to indulge a little and ordered the champagne tea. I must say, I drink maybe once or twice a year, but the whole thing sounded so fabulous I decided to be a bit reckless and just go for it.
How awesome is that?! There was even fresh clotted cream! After a little shopping, we headed back to the Band B and Tamara (who was not on holidays!) had to go home.
Henry was still sick the next day so I spent it with Lisa and the groom’s sister on the other side of the border for a little shopping in the good old USA.
I’m afraid I forgot my camera as I was too intent on looking for good deals! I brought home a sweet little summer dress, a couple of chair cushions ( thankfully only $5 a piece as they are horribly uncomfortable!), lots of beautiful wool and some cute kid’s flannel. I should have come back with a big block of Monteray Jack cheese which only cost me $5 (I would have paid at least $20 for that same block at home) ,but I forgot in in Lisa’s fridge the day we flew home!
By Friday, Henry was finally starting to feel better, so we drove out to Lisa’s. She had lots of wedding things to do that day and Henry figured he would spend time with his cousin while I stayed to help out.
Can you believe I started to get sick?! Good grief! Henry saved the day and brought me back to the B and B for a nap.
I’d had my nap and was puttzing around for a bit, when I realized that I hadn’t seen Henry for a while. . . Where was he?
Henry was getting bored. Our B and B owner’s son was putting this walkway in the back yard so Henry decided to help him! (Now if only I could get him to do the same at home. . .)
Saturday was the wedding day for this lovely couple. . .
And if you want to see how the day went you can check it out here . Tamara had an excellent post about it. Naturally we took another ‘sister’ picture. . .
Don’t you love my new hat? I picked it up in a little hat shop in Fort Langley while on my shopping trip with Tam. I love hats but I have a freakishly small head and can seldom find a pretty one that fits.
We took one last sister picture the next day, while we were over at Lisa’s for a big turkey dinner. (Yes indeed, my sister is the real, live, Wonder Woman! She got the wedding together, made the wedding cake
and then had turkey dinner at her house the next day for everybody!
This was a ‘hat’ sister picture.
Tamara had bought Lisa this beautiful hat as a birthday present when they were in Spain last year and Lisa hadn’t quite had the courage to wear it yet. I suggested she wear it to church. I promised to wear mine, as did Tamara. My plan was for us to all sit together so she wouldn’t feel so conspicuous. The plan kind of backfired though. Three women in hats, obviously sisters, sitting in a row, in a church where no one wears hats. . . I heard snickering. I couldn’t help snickering! So much for being inconspicuous. Sorry Lisa! All in all, this holiday was truly a blessing. One which won’t soon be forgotten.