We kicked off this busier-than-usual weekend by attending a party hosted by one of Akemi’s friends. Yes! Akemi has friends here in Vancouver. It may not seem like a big deal but it is when one considers that Akemi is more of a homebody whose outings are limited to the hourly English classes she attends every weekday. It’s there that she has made quite a few friends, most of whom have already gone back to Japan – or will eventually return to Japan. Her pal, Hazuki, who looks like she may be around for a while, invited us over for a steak and sushi soiree.
It was quite a turnout – about fifteen people in all. We feasted, watched the Canucks lose in overtime, and I regaled everyone with my elementary-level Japanese. Then, a little after 10:00 p.m., we called it a night. Yeah, I know. That’s Carl-Binder-early! It’s funny that whenever I line up the pros and cons of having kids, one of the negatives has always been the fear of being anchored. No impromptu travel plans or long nights out for parents! Or, ironically, dog owners. Instead of “We can’t go to Paris and leave the kids at home!” it’s “We can’t go to Tokyo and leave the dogs at home!” or, if you do end up taking that trip it’s not “I wonder how the kids are doing?” but “I wonder how the dogs are doing?”. The other night, it wasn’t “We’ve got to get back home to the kids.” but “We’ve got to get back home to take the dogs out!”. Even though we’re not THOSE PEOPLE, we’re THOSE PEOPLE.
It was a beautiful weekend, so what did we do? Well, we went to the park.
The dog park of course…
And, really, nothing says summer like desserts. This weekend, we visited two of our favorite sweet spots:
First, we dropped by Cadeaux Bakery –
Then we swung by Beta 5 to check out this month’s offerings –
And part of May’s Mad Hatter’s Tea Party theme…
Also on the menu this month: The Happy Un-Birthday Cake Candy Bar (lemon sablee cookie sandwich, elderflower marshmallow and rhubarb jelly coated with 63% dark chocolate) and the Mad As A Hatter matcha and Yuzu-Infused Caramels.
The weekend was going swimmingly. Then, late this morning, we brought our pug Bubba in to get his bandage changed. He’s been on the mend since suffering a nasty paw injury (read all about it here: April 27, 2013: Bubba’s Bad Day! and here: April 30, 2013: Bubba on the mend! Entertaining cousin Evelina!). The vet re-examined the the damaged nail and delivered the grim news: it wasn’t healing properly. Bubba would have to undergo surgery. My poor boy! So we left him there and picked him up six hours later…
Curiously, I dreamt about Bubba last night – dreamt that something bad happened to him. And, as it turned out, something bad DID happen to him. Prophetic? Maybe. Last week, I dreamt that the non-genre pilot under network consideration was greenlit to series. Prophetic? Definitely!