Alright--been on the mooove again. First from my mum's in Vancouver to my dad & stepmum's in Nanaimo. Then a couple days later to animal-sit for my brother's friend--we'll call her Harvey.
At the Vancouver ferry terminal one of my grocery bags opened and my 1 kg glass jar of honey fell out and kersplatted. It was a peanut butter jar in which I'd transferred my honey. Perhaps this is why they don't sell honey in 1 kg glass jars. I wanted to take a photo of it, but that seemed a bit perverse, given the suffering of the guy who had to clean it up.
To comfort ourselves we bought this Nanaimo bar. Which is The World's Largest Nanaimo Bar (outside of a pan of not-yet-cut bars.) Who sells bars this big? The ferry terminal, that's who. Good thing there were 4 of us to share it. By the way, Pink Monkey (holding the bar) is one of the buddies I brought with me from home, along with Yoda, Oscar, and Minotaur (not pictured.) Somewhere along the way Pink Monkey and Oscar took became a couple.
weird red setting sun
Stepmommy and hand injured in combat with Giant House Spider. (That is literally what they're called. Imaginative eh? It's one of the fastest spiders on record.)
requisite bebby deer
me looking drunk with Yoda and pirate at Pirate Chips
walk to old part of town--colorful house
cutesie shopping areas
store with puppy coats and carriers
the penny bank says "I'm savin' up for some therapy!"
And back "home" to my room. It's not a garret but it'll do.
Tomorrow I'll show you my new animals friends. And then I have a whole bunch of photos and adventures I didn't post since April! Heavens. Will try to do that, in between my renewed job huntlies (now that I'm settled in town again) and writing my novel.