excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder?

things have been pretty quiet around these parts the last few days. thursday was the first day in a long time that we never left the house, not even for a coffee. i just didn't have much energy in me. i wasn't sure what to do with the day but sometime around noon i remembered that jennica lent me the first season of arrested development and so i popped it in the cd drive and sat back with my glass of grape juice and an open mind. for those of you that haven't seen this yet, you must. it brought me so many belly laughs on an afternoon where i didn't think that was possible. funny funny stuff. i am lucky the grape juice made it down everytime. there were some pretty close calls.

so last night found us at our favourite friday night location, canadian tire. there is something cathartic about that place for us, so many aisles, the smell of new car, the cleaning supply department with shelves 10 feet high, filled with brightly coloured bottles. plus it is open late.
our latest obsession has been wandering the aisles of their kitchen supplies. the stainless steel utensils begging us to ask "what is this for?". there are still one or two we have absolutely no clue about. there was a moment last night, while staring at food processors, where we said "is this what our life has come to? canadian tire on a friday night?" after careful consideration though i have decided that i am okay with that. it is a compromise between the urban/martini/boutique shopping and the superstore/back yard barbeque/suburb equation. at least that is what i will keep telling myself.

it is 7 am right now and i am sitting here at the kitchen table contemplating the day. if i had it my way it would involve 5 more hours of sleep, a large hazelnut latte followed with a leisurely stroll in the woods. i don't think that is going to happen.instead my son, whom i love dearly, has once again decided that sleeping is for wussies and is grunting over there in his chair. i will attempt to coax him with some rocking in a minute. if it doesn't work then i may drag us over to the trout lake market, squinty eyed and grouchy, a hazelnut latte firmly gripped in my right hand. well i will be grouchy, you can be sure he will be smiling and giggling all the way, which just might make this no sleep business worth it. still, five more hours would be nice.


laisha said...

Those are some of the most beautiful photographs I've ever seen. xol

Jennica said...

After the terrible week-- I'm so sorry about Jeff-- I'm glad Arrested Development made you laugh. Funny TV is definitely good for something.