Canada

I home this weekend

Yay. I’m Home. Not on my way to Victoria. Yippee. Who woulda thunk I’d miss the ferry wait line. But, I needed a little break, as it’s a bit of a journey each weekend. Last weekend, I got a horrible headache on Sunday, wasn’t feeling well and didn’t even make it home until Monday morning. No, I’m serious, I really did have a headache. Anyway, I leave about 5pm on Friday, get to Tsawwassen, wait for the 9pm ferry, and get to Victoria about 11. It’s a long day. So, this weekend I stayed home.

To compensate for this, I have many important plans this weekend. Chief among them are my shopping/dinner with the Girls Who Eat Meat Adventure Club. We are finally going to eat at what can only be considered THE consummate restaurant for our little club, the Buenos Aries Grill. It’s all about the meat meat meat there, I’ll let you know how it goes.

And second amongst these plans… cleaning. Shut up. I’m serious. I’m cleaning. I’ve arranged for Mrs. Moon to come and help me. I’m paying her, don’t worry. She is showing up Sunday morning, and keeping me on task. And, in this way, I expect that some surfaces will be cleaned. It’s a pretty genius plan. She’s a cleaning/organizing savant.

So… yeah, I’m in country this weekend. Yay.

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50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 49

jodi: i’m gong to bring ’em back. gimme a topic. i need a topic.

wil: i dont know, why i love you the best

jodi: i don’t think why you love me best is a topic that everyone can write about. but you are free to write about it. 🙂

wil: well they should learn

jodi i can’t write about it.

wil: well you need to learn too

jodi: fine. that will be your topic. why you love me best. but, maybe everyone else will just have to do “love”

Lord, I am rusty at this. It’s been a while. But here goes. You remember the rules? Play along if you like, 50 words – no more, no less. Must include the theme or topic in order to get the extra special chicken fried bonus points, with gravy and cheese on top.

True Love



He looked over at her, at her dopey smile, her fingers that caressed the smooth surface, her eyes wide with desire.

His jealousy was embarrassing, but he couldn’t help it. He snatched the MacBook Pro away.

“Jeez… you love it so much, why don’t you just marry it!”

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