Information Overload

After a small fiasco at my usual place, I stopped by the lovely Grotto Spa at the Tigh Na Mara Resort to purchase some of my favourite Jane Iredale mineral pressed powder. This powder is so great. The minerals help keep skin clear, it has an SPF of 20, and it has a lovely smooth-yet-natural appearance on, in a lot of different colours, and it lasts for a very long time. Really the best makeup product I’ve found. If only I had a lip gloss that was so well-rounded…

So anyway, I asked for a spa menu, just to see what they had, and if maybe I could afford to go one day…
Look at that friendly receptionist. She looks just as friendly as the one I saw in real life.

Here’s a closeup of her:

But then, turn a few more pages, and she appears a second time (with a man.) She must be testing the tubs or something.

And then! Here she is again! With somebody else!

I hope they know about this. Because that could get pretty sticky for her coworkers.

My friend Tonia sent me this card years ago, and I still laugh every time I see it.

As family and friends know, we are knocking a big part of our house down and starting over. When I found this the other day, I knew we weren’t making a mistake.

Things are going pretty good in the garden so far. One morning I went out to check on the herbs, and look what had popped up:

It’s funny how local customs come upon you. The Alberni District Secondary School’s graduation ceremonies, for example. We had our own person to cheer for, but the arrival scene was such a fun spectacle, I wish Rod and I had some more neices and nephews who are graduating. I’ve never seen anything like this before!

Here in Port, the kids don’t wear caps and gowns, and their “prom” is on graduation night, so everybody wears their “grad” outfits to the graduation. Arrival is just short of a red carpet, with all the families and friends standing outside the doors, and one by one, the fanciest trucks, cars, limos, whatever coming around the bend to drop off the graduates in the early evening sun. It was a delightful, funny, sweet spectacle.

All the girls and their pouffy dresses and salon hair…

The Red Truck

Kenny's neice in his T-bird (brother driving)

My favourite entrance was he moving truck. The truck drove up, the driver got out, set up the lift, and rolled up the door. Out came four graduates all dressed up, lowered to the ground by the lift!