Sun beginning to drop in the sky, and I've just come in from outdoors. It's been one of those warm, indolent days, spent lying in a lounger under the big tree in our garden, reading the papers, listening to the rustle of the leaves and the flitting of songbirds in and out of the feeder. It's the kind of day you try to store away somewhere in your soul, to remember during the darkness of winter.
Lovely weekend. My best friend Jana is here in NS this week, visiting with her parents, so she came down Friday afternoon to spend some time before she, her husband and their baby headed back home this morning. Her visit came not a moment too soon, as I have had a fairly shitty week, on a variety of fronts (family; work; friends). So we spent Friday at home with several bottles of wine, listening to music and talking long into the night. Saturday we did some shopping and hit our favourite spa for a few treatments in the afternoon, before heading off for a really marvellous dinner. We went to a new restaurant called Onyx, which is amazingly chic and urbane for Halifax (there's hope for this city after all!).
Afterwards, we went to a bar called Rain as it seemed a bit early to go home, but like every other lounge/club in this city, we discovered on arrival that we were: a) about ten years too old, and b) wearing far too much clothing, to fit in with the general scene. Nothing like a club full of pert teenagers in skimpy outfits to make you feel ancient... ;-)
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