I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth, I’ve just been very busy. I had to work full time last week and I thought I would spare you the moaning that I do when that happens.
Last weekend my girlfriends Ursula, Chris and I went to the Canadian National Exhibition – fondly known as ‘The Ex’. I haven’t been there for 27 years – Sandra was in a stroller the last time we visited so I wasn’t quite sure what to expect.
We had a ball! In fact, Ursula (on the right) spent so much she ended up buying a cart on wheels as her arms were killing her carrying it all.
We saw sand sculptures, rock sculptures, flowers and lots and lots of vendors.
These looked like a type of African Violet but none of them had any blooms and I don’t they they ever bloom.
We watched demos on Sham Wows, saw more mops than you could ever use in a lifetime, we had our jewelry cleaned, had a mini-makeover, had our feet massaged and tried hot pads to ease the pain in our shoulders. We came to the conclusion that we are pushovers when it comes to a good sell – hence the reason for the shopping cart.
There has been absolutely nothing quilty going on, except in my dreams.