a peek inside the fishbowl

If bears do it, I suppose we can too.

I just found out that our next camping destination is completely toilet-free.

In other words, we have to dig own latrines.

In other words, WE HAVE TO BURY OUR POOP.

In other words – gah – I have no other words.

!!

I had to pop in and let my fellow Westborians know what’s going into the space where the Westboro Market used to be. (On Richmond Road at Winston Ave.)

You would never guess in a million years.

Are you ready for this?

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Eleven years ago today, my best friend/maid-of-honour and I woke up to grey clouds and drizzle. At first I was disappointed, after all, it was my wedding day. I wanted blue sky and sunshine,  but as it turned out the weather wasn’t able to put a damper on anything.

Mark and I were married eleven years ago today.

I don’t write about Mark very much here at the Fishbowl (after all, I’m never sure how much he LIKES being written about) but he is loving and sweet, funny and smart, responsible in ways that I’m not (he does all the banking! And cleans the drains!) and, lucky for me, he supports me in everything I do. Having him in my life has made it infinitely better. I’m glad we said our “I Do’s” eleven years ago.

As for today, the girls are prepping for a sleepover at their grandparent’s place, I’m getting my hair done, and later on Mark and I will be celebrating our anniversary at the Brookstreet Hotel(compliments of the Brookstreet Hotel!) where I hope to spend most of our time lounging in quiet comfort, eating good food, and maybe dipping my toes in the pool. :)