A Tribute; An Impeachment

Allo. Today is moving day for moi, so I'm gonna try to crammer this in real good. I've been getting really bad with this blogging biznass. Basically though, truth be told, nothing's really gone on in the last month, as it was my gap where Jean left for Japan, and Marty was still in MB, and I was just beetling away at my job and Japanese classes. And so, here is the pieces of inbetween:

It all started that fateful day a month ago, as I dropped my dear old friend Beaner off at the airport. After, in my gloominess, I went over to Vanier Park for a walk and a bike ride into downtown, and around the seawall.




Me with my ladybug umbrella.




This was the bench we had sat on, not one week earlier during the most perfect weather of the summer. Now, it wasn't raining, just spitting - but sad nonetheless.



Took a hiker to Granville Island because I wasn't sure if it was quite spitting hard enough to bike (which I did eventually do), but I had to use the washroom anyways.




Burrard Bridge.

I've been living vicariously through my conversations with Jean about her Japanese going-on's, and I'm trying to live as Japanese as possible here, in order to prep myself for my trip in January. (Plus, I basically just love to pretend I'm Japanese.)

Insert a few weeks' time here, and that brings me to last weekend, when Marty arrived and we had our anniversary. It was nice to see him again! (duh.) I had planned us a mini-trip in Vancouver for the weekend, so we started off by doing a lil' stop into Metrotown.




I bought this shirt from Bebe, which is actually a neat-o store, which insanely high prices (mine was on sale, natch.) You know me.

We stayed at the Pacific Palisades Hotel in Vancouver, which was aiiiet, except for $27.00 over night valet parking. Booooourns.







The hotel used to be an old apartment building, so the hallways were narrow and the showers were old, but it was also neat to have a balcony on a busy street like Robson. That had a fun pool, too, but I didn't get any pictures of that.

We went for dinner at Heron's Restaurant at the Fairmont Waterfront, and it was lovely! The acknowledged it was our anniversay a bunch of times and they switched our napkins from white to black because we were wearing black and the white ones sometimes leave a residue! Ha!






This was good, but I gotta same I'm a bit of a queen B and I like to not have bones in my chicken, which this one did. The gloop around it and under was scrumtrilecent.


They brought us a free anniversary dessert! So nice! It was a pumpkin cheesecake (it was Thanksgiving after all), and it was a very nice gesture.

So, because it was our anniversary, I used the excuse to eat myself somewhat silly. Really, I use any excuse. There was this totally Japanese convenience store on the street below our hotel, so I ventured in there, because I'm so Japanese, right? So they had all this candy and cookies and junk (along with other wierdo stuff like Onigiri), but I bought a bunch because I wanted to "see what it tasted like". Riiight.


I can read this!! It says Sakusakupanda!


And, of course, no sack of candy is complete without a box of Pocky or Pretz. These Pretz, pizza-flavoured, where actually super-yummy. And only 90 calories per bag! Wheehoo!




Night view from the balcony.


Me in my cozy housecoat.


Haggard morning looks.



After our morning jaunt shopping, we headed over to Vanier Park (once again!) for a stroll. It was actually quite windy and a little chilly. Everyone there was flying kites, but this one old dooder was doing all kinds of pro-kiting stuff:









It was a nice anniversary. We are going on a cruise for next years'.

So, today we are moving up onto the mountain. It's a cute little spot we are renting from a funny Asian man. I was going to finish packing last night, but I got a little caught up on eBay and the like, so I've still got a bit to do today. So, um, have a great rest of the weekend O.o and hopefully I'll be bringing another blogo back soon.

Sayonara.