It's the August long weekend. Not even arguably the most glorious, revered long weekend of them all - it wins hands down. Historically speaking it's usually hot, sunny and perfect for cottaging, beaching or whatever other fine outdoor activity you can think of that involves water and beer and relaxation.
What I am doing this long weekend you ask? The long weekend that I have been looking forward to since last August? If you guess not going to Beav's cottage, you'd be right (maybe next year Beav!) I'm going to a wedding. A WEDDING. Who the heck plans their wedding on this, the most glorious long weekend of them all? If you guessed people who have lived in Bermuda too damn long, you'd have guessed right. What do they care that this is the only weekend all year long that the planets align perfectly over southern Ontario to produce ultimate cottaging weather? They have amazing weather 365 days a year (excluding hurricanes).
If you're reading this Steve and Sarah, I love you guys I really do. How can you tell? Because I'm coming to your wedding. I am getting all dressed up on this, the most glorious three day weekend known to mankind, and driving to landlocked Kitchener to watch you exchange vows.
All I can say is it better be an open bar
I won't share my fab. Rideau Canal weekend feat. the B&B at 142 Rideau St. run (4 mos/yr) by the retired Event Planner for Foreign Affairs: think ironed Egyptian cotton sheets and gourmet breakfasts on the deck. And don't hate me when I add saltwater pool and garden swing.
ReplyDeleteihateyou. and R. got chicken pox to boot :(
ReplyDeleteWe really need to get away together. How's your November?
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