Above pretty much sums up my weekend. Friday night I went out with some friends from the hospital. Saturday, one of the physicians I work with organized a tweed-themed gathering. I was looking forward to sleeping in before tweeding up, however, the gods of norske had other plans.
I awoke at 9:30 am Saturday morning to my building's fire alarm. Before I could be bothered by this inconvenience, I saw fire trucks outside of my window and hesitantly joined my neighbors outside in the parking lot while the fire fighters extinguished our building.
GOOD NEWS: No one was hurt, and the fire remained fairly localized to the laundry room on the 1st floor (I am on the 5th floor).
BAD NEWS: I had done 3 loads of laundry the night before that I'd left in the dryer overnight - I now have no whites, sheets, or towels. Completely not the end of the world, though it was a bit painful to towel off with my washcloth this morning! :/
Bright eyed for the day, I dawned by tweed knickers and biked over to the park downtown for the First Annual Tweed Ride. We played croquet and drank tea and bourbon.
We biked along the Coastal Trail and made a brief pit-stop at the Farmer's Market. We ended at a very posh wine bar downtown called Crush where we had reserved the outdoor dining area for wine and dinner. This followed by an outdoor Barenaked Ladies concert (I opted out early for a nap!).
IN OTHER NEWS: it is 1:30 am as I write this (I got home from work 30 minutes ago); it is twilight. I could read a book outside if I needed to. I doubt it will get any darker tonight, and in about 2 hours the sun will start to come up again. ~normal~
Come visit! Everyone!
Love, B
