Doings in Halifax

Where to begin? Let’s do Meg’s birthday. As usual, this day was a good day. Amidst the chaos that is now her life, Meg managed to celebrate. The celebration began with eight-hours of school (not worth blogging about unless there are some sickos out there that like the innards of ears), followed by a stroll down Barrington, then to the mall, and then to the party.

Barrington was usual, a bunch of overpriced used clothes and coffee drinkers willing to pay the horrendous toll. We walked among the coffee drinkers with hopes of finding a costume for that evening’s double birthday/Halloween party. No dice.

The mall equals the dollar store. We managed to pull together twice ingenious costumes: Jeff – road – and Meg – the Paper Bag Princess.

While we were gluing and cutting and sewing and ripping, Meg managed to open her gifts. They were neat. I was doing lots of push-ups and sit-ups while this occurred so as to look debonair (not to be confused with donair) in my tights.

The following pictures are of the gifts (I realize they are all the gifts I got her; she did receive many more) and party. The party was in honour of Meg and Jeff (not me though, Charlotte’s Jeff. The two of them are deadly, the two Jeff's that is). It was Meg's 28th and Jeff's 30th birthday. It too was Halloween. Can you imagine?












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