thank you, come again
Sooo, Boy14 and I went dowtown last Friday to test the new smoking ban. We went to the old standby (which was so mediocre this time around that we may not go back) and while all the tables in the restaurant section had "no smoking signs", people were still puffin' away in bar out in front. Hmmphh. But really, what did I expect? Dear restaurant owners: see you again in November, if at all.
I needed to do a bit of shopping so Boy14 decided to avoid the sheer boredom of hanging around with his mother and bought a ticket for The Simpsons Movie. His verdict: meh.
We did a bit more shopping together after the movie, coming home with a pair of summer pants for me (because summer has arrived again!) and a pair of jeans for my picky offspring who abhors overpriced clothing and name brands yet still wants to look up-to-the-minute cool. For him that means buying stuff that looks like he's already worn it for the past 6 months. It's a challenge, I tell ya.
Sunday afternoon we picked up our little honey bun at camp. He was VERY sad to leave. Tears in the car on the way home and he's still a little weepy today. Yes, it was that much fun. He can't go next year because we'll be in Vancouver, but 2009 is looking good if he can find some pals who also want to attend. He grew up a lot during the past two weeks, made a lot of friends and learned a few dirty jokes. Isn't that what camp is all about?
Mr. M has the next two weeks off, something I wasn't quite clear about up until last week (blame it on cross-cultural communication issues), so we'll be doing family stuff and enjoying the warm weather while it lasts.