Last weekend was pretty busy, so I am going to do a day-by-day.
Friday 20 January
General sleep in, then Matthew drove Tess and I to the Hillcrest centre for gym + spa/sauna. We all swept around the current-pool riding on our noodles (like long thin blue-green foam), trying to avoid the fountains, the babies, and the elderly, not always successfully.
Afterwards, we went over to Main St (boho neighbourhood, kind of like Brunswick Street but less busy) and had lunch at a cafe called 'Locus' with lovely metal floor-to-ceiling tree sculptures inside!
In the evening, we went to 'Kaneda', an amusingly-named Japanese cafe about 5 blocks from home (I have been told it used to be called 'Fish On Rice'; I don't know which I like better).
|Tess and Matthew ordered 'large' size beers!|
|Matthew and me at the pub, waiting for the coverband to finish...|
Saturday 21 January (My Big Bad Birthday)
Against our best-laid plans, Tess, Matthew and I totally slept in, and at an exceedingly leisurely pace finally arrived at Cypress Bowl, about 45 minutes drive North of our place. Tess had some very stylish ski gear already, from her adventures in the Victorian Alps, but Matthew and I had nothing but some charmingly pink-detailed snow-gloves. We got there at about 11am, and encountered all manner of Australian working-holidayers (and some Germans, too). We signed up for a 1pm Beginners Lesson, and then hired boots, pants, jackets, skis and poles.
|Seriously, this is what we were expected to ski down. Eek!|
When finally on skis, we were led to a secluded little flat area, and practiced the following, under instruction:
1. Skiing wearing only one ski, pushing ourselves in a big circular motion.
2. Doing same with the other ski, still singular.
3. Putting both skis on!
4. 'Snow plow' stopping.
5. Turning slowly while skiing down a small incline in the flat area.
6. Doing a little jump, lifting both skis off the ground, while turning-skiing down abovementioned small incline.
Well, blog readers, we rocked so epically at this lesson, barely stacking once, that when the two hours was up, the instructor walked us over to the nearest lift and said 'Get on up there, you champions, and when you get up there, just ski on down!'.
|Me at the top of the slope, ready for action.|
I'm not going to tell you what I did next, so here are some pictures of Matthew and Tess skiing like the graceful swans they are:
|So chic! Rockstar. Love the pink.|
We drove home in the twilight, and changed out of our thermals and straight into our pyjamas. It was about 6pm at this point.
Tess kindly spread my birthday packages on the grass-green rug and we all enjoyed a wine and cheese while I opened them. Thank you so much to my family and friends who kindly sent things! Matthew, I must add, made me the most delightful pair of earrings out of his warhammer crafting putty, so clever!
Then we ordered the most huge pizza ever and ate pretty much all of it. Best day ever!
Sunday 22 January
Tess and I went to the movies during the day. We saw 'The Descendants' with George Clooney. A bit depressing, but good anyway.
In the evening, we all went to Aunty Lorraine's house for a birthday party extravaganza! All the relatives were there, and Aunty Lorraine made the most superb birthday cake: Maple Syrup and Pecan Cheesecake! Delicious! Also, there were chocolate brownies, so we were pretty full!
|Blowing out my candles! (Note sugar-dusted brownies in foreground!)|
|Opening my presents! (Note exotic orchid in foreground! Yes, I have an orchid, thanks to my Gramma!)|
|Jessie, Gramma and me. Thanks so much to Tess for taking this lovely photo!|
Tess and I got up in sympathy with Matthew and went to Hillcrest for the gym/spa routine. (Getting to totally love this). Then Tess and I bussed back to Granville Street (our local) and enjoyed a beautiful brunch at Cafe Barney. It was a little bittersweet, as this was by way of 'last brunch' with Tess.
We headed home and I had a stab at some homework while Tess enjoyed the last of the Vancouver sity sights. She came back at 4:30ish, just before darkness descended, and got cooking. I haven't had a chance to mention it before now, but while she was our guest, Tess made the most fabulous risotto (which I bravely tried to recreate the night before last) with simply gallons of white wine. It was HEAVEN. She also cooked us tagliatelle with fresh pasta and cheese from Granville Island (so cheap! must go again soon!), and on Monday night, she cooked us mouth-watering lasagna!
Jessie and her new friend, Jess came over and shared it with us, before we pored over a box of dark chocolates and red wine...
And then we were ready to go see Hanson at the Vogue on Granville Street (very convenient boys, come again soon!)
|Jess, Jessie, Tess and me.|
|Enjoying a pre-show bevvy.|
|We were soooo close. Like, the closest I have ever been when not actually in the front row.|
Okay, that's it for blogging today. One of these days I am going to write about my studies this semester. (Yes, I have been attending university this whole time. Assiduously.)
Final note: All the photos in this post and in the last post were taken by Tess or with Tess's camera. I am so grateful that she could come and stay with us, and I miss her like crazy already. Thanks for visiting, cooking, skiing, rocking, everything, Tess!