I put my husband on a plane today because he has to start his new job on Monday. Fine wife I am. First I convince him to move to BC with me, and then I don’t follow through. I am not starting a new job yet and I am in the general comfort of my childhood home. While he is working and crashing on the couch of generous friends. I mean, that is hardly fair is it? Shouldn’t I be facing this new challenge by his side? Nope, I just drive him to the airport and send him on his way. Go make us some money, honey.
September 9th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: The pretty black and white floral umbrella my mom bought me as her Going to Vancouver gift. I’ll be pretty and dry.