The end of a long weekend is always so depressing. It seems like such a long stretch when you're heading into it, but of course it passes by far quicker than you ever thought it could. We made the most of it though.
On Friday, we went out for our FIRST DINNER OUT since the beginning of August. Yes, we had DINNER in a RESTAURANT. We had a few drinks in the adjoining bar before enjoying an amazing meal and a beautiful sunset. It was awesome. And so worth the wait. Now we're back on the no restaurants train until my birthday in December. I have to say, not eating out did not actually leave us with any more money in our bank accounts, since we were obviously buying more overly-priced groceries. It did, however, leave me 9 pounds lighter.

The Rock doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving. They did, however, install a brand new national holiday earlier this year which happens to fall on what we know as Thanksgiving in Canada, the second Monday in October. I would like to think that they had us Canadians in mind when they worked out the timing for this holiday, but I highly, highly doubt it. Regardless, we are delighted to be able to continue on with our Thanksgiving traditions.

This was our first Thanksgiving on the Rock, and so we rounded up some other Canadians (we even rounded up some Quebecois), a couple of Americans, a Brit, a Kenyan and some South Africans and planned a big Thanksgiving Dinner. The South Africans bowed out at the last minute, but everyone else showed up, traditional (and non-traditional) dishes in hand, ready to celebrate all that is Thanksgiving. And since not one of the Canadians (or Americans, for that matter) could provide a satisfactory definition of Thanksgiving to our Kenyan and British guests, we told them that it is in celebration of turkey and Indians, which they bought. So, we toasted to turkey and Indians with a ridiculous amount of food, a bit too much to drink and a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday to Kurt, when we surprised him with a birthday cake. All in all, it was a great Thanksgiving, though by the end of the evening, the thought of food made me want to barf. What is it about Thanksgiving that makes you eat far more than you normally would, anyways?

Anyways, good times.

Today was spent half on the couch, trying to sleep off the worst food-induced hangover I've had in awhile, and half outside, walking around the neighborhood. It's been awhile since I took my camera out, and we ended up staying out for hours. The weather has cooled off quite a bit since even just a few weeks ago we were still dealing with some fairly serious heat. Now it's cool, with a breeze and even a bit of a nip in the air at night.
Tomorrow it's back to the grind. I don't mind...but I never like to see a weekend come to an end.


Kurtis, my beloved, turns 35 in just a few hours. In the years we've been together, we've celebrated some good birthdays, always surrounded by friends and family. This year is different because it's just us. Not that it will be any less special, but those birthday celebrators who've raised glasses (after glasses, after glasses) with us in years past will be noticeably absent. Despite this, we're making the most of it because he's going to be THIRTY-FIVE. That's big time! And even more handsome every year, if I do say so myself.
Let's take a quick look back at the birthdays of yore...

2004 - Fat Tuesdays -I've probably never been more intoxicated that I am in this picture. Check out Kurt's beads.

2005 - Fat Tuesday's...again...Mafia Booth.

2006 - Moxie's

2007 - Family Dinner - We were living with his parents, just waiting for the green light to move to the Rock. It's hard to believe that was a whole year ago.

On Friday we're heading out for a sumptuous steak dinner at a local steak house. I'm having the fish. We may not be flanked with the usual suspects this year, but it will be great nonetheless.

Happy Birthday Kurt!

Love, me.

Car Wanted.

It's been a few months now since we sold our "car". We've seen it around (have I mentioned that this place is small?) and it's looking much better than before, but the thought of it and it's perpetually falling-apartness still haunts me. It got us to the airport and back a few times, so it wasn't a TOTAL bust. Just mostly a bust.

We were so excited once it was gone because we were going to make it with just a scooter. That was the plan. Get the biggest scooter possible (to accomodate as many grocery bags as possible) and do it island-style. What we failed to note during the conjuring up of this brilliant plan was the fact that the majority of our fellow islanders also own a car and that there is actually a reason for this. This reason is rain.

Oh, and total inconvenience. Together.

The first few months post car (P.C.) were great. However, it's gotten notably cooler lately and with that has come some very notable rainstorms, all of which seem to happen conveniently at 5:00 p.m., just as we're getting off work. This is not awesome. Waiting it out isn't always an option either, so we've been toughing it out for the past few weeks and have showed up at home looking like drowned rats a number of times now. It's a tad miserable, and "winter" hasn't even hit yet.

Last weekend, after spending a day and a half totally cooped up in the apartment because it was actually too wet to go anywhere on the bike, we realized that life on the island without a car isn't all it we hoped it would be. Sure, the $7.50 gas bills are awesome but trying to get home from the airport with luggage is not.

So...we're looking for a car. We have some criteria this time around:

1. It will not be a Ford. Especially not a Ford of the European variety.
2. It will not be a piece of crap.

I don't think that's too much to ask, really.

Does this Dell make me look fat?

It arrived. Finally. Turns out that checking the "I AM EXPORTING THIS COMPUTER OUT OF THE UNITED STATES" box on the online order form means that I was subject to a little extra scrutiny on their end to determine whether or not I was, in fact, a terrorist. Turns out I'm not (yay!), and my computer made it to me on the Rock, all the way from Wilmington, Ohio, where it was born. It's pretty much exactly like the the one that died except that it's a Dell, it's red, and I've had it on my lap for about an hour and have not yet sustained a second-degree burn. Great success.

Of course, it would have been lovely to have brought home a shiny new Mac. However, the $3K it would have required to bring home the one I wanted just wasn't available to me right now. Or ever, really, because to spend $3K on a laptop that essentially functions solely as a TV is semi ridiculous. I wouldn't even have given it a second thought had we still been in Canada and able to buy things at regular people prices.

Anyways, I'm back in business.

I am loving October so far. The countdown is on to the American election and I, for one, am all over it. I LOVE American elections. This one is far more interesting than the last one, and I really can't wait to see what happens. I do know that Sarah Palin in an interview setting is like a trainwreck...so painful to watch, yet somehow I just can't look away. Personally, I think McCain handed Obama the throne by naming her on his ticket. I'm going to be glued to the TV come election night...it's a wild ride!