Marian and I answered a distress signal by driving to Seattle on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning and somehow (planets aligned, schedules french kissed) ended up at the cabin on Saturna for three nights with Jacob, Corey and Brandon.
Now we're back in Seattle. I'm writing this on Jacob's melting laptop while he plays Castlevania and Brandon and Marian talk about mosquito bites and fruity Japanese belly shirts.
Home tomorrow, so I can help my mum adopt a dog?
I learned tonight that America doesn't have Smarties OR Caramilk bars.
My mouth is hanging open a bit.
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ooh! What kind of dog? What will Happy think? BFF? Or AGST (A Good Snackin' Time)?
She's a 12-year-old Corgi/Dachshund X named Bonnie. She's also very fat. My mother is obsessed with her.
I think Happy will be okay with it, since she tends to like small dogs. Plus she'll still be the baby. And she'll KNOW IT.
Ah, so you did disappear out of the country! I had sort of reached that conclusion. Or the alternate conclusion that you had been abducted by beasts from another dimension and were now living as a queen (or queens, assuming marian was with you, which i did kind of assume) in their magical world.
Dogs=yay.
America does, in fact, have Smarties. One of many childhood favorites of mine.
Jess - It's a very good week for adopting animals.
Jeremy - But are you talking about Smarties Smarties (close kin to M&Ms), or Rockets? Because what they call Smarties in Seattle, we call Rockets in Vancouver. Chocolate Smarties aren't available in Seattle (I'm told) and that BLOWS MY MIND.
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