Monday, October 20, 2003
Sunday
I felt rushed on Sunday. Lisa, Anthony and I were still in Halifax and we had a fair amount of things we wanted to do on our way home. I woke them up mid-morning (again - too early for their liking) and after another big breakfast prepared by mom and dad, we hit the road. Our first stop was at Mastadon Ridge in Stewiak (which also happens to be at the 1/2 way point between the North Pole and the Equator). The mastadon was fenced off, and the mini-putt course next to it was shut down for the season. It looked pretty sad. Next stop was the giant blueberry at the Irving on the way to Oxford, NS. Odd that it has 2 faces - one on each side of it's giant blueberry body. After this pit-stop, we headed to Springfield to check out the Ann Murray museum which was closed. Anthony was pretty dissapointed as he was hoping to get a photo of him with the life-size carboard standee of Ann herself. I'm sure there will be other times, Anthony. We then headed to Moncton and spent a bit of time in Champlain Place and Chapters. I have to admit, I have a bit of a soft spot for the clothing store RW & Co. (I wish they had one in Saint John). They make clothes that actually fit a woman - pants that have a waist - and that are long enough for me. I think most stores make clothes for stick women who have no hips, waist or bust (and who are 5'8" or under).
By the way, Anthony has photos from the weekend posted on his site.
We made it home around supper time, and after I made some pasta for myself (and watched Inside The Actor's Studio), I took a nice little nap. I then flipped channels for a bit and checked my email and Messenger to chat breifly with a couple of friends. I was in the mood to read, so by 9 PM, I found myself in bed with a few good books. That's right. I read more than one book at once. I have a stack of them next to my bed. Sometimes I pick one book for the evening, but last night I read from a few of them: Audition by Michael Shurtleff, A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson, and The Crimson Petal and the White by Michel Faber.
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