- I have no (as in zip, zero, zilch) sense of style - though after catching some show about how not to dress on TV late Friday night, I do know that feathers in your hair are taboo, and so are skintight catsuits. Not that I ever wore feathers or skintight catsuits.
- I drink way more wine than either Leanne or Julie.
- I like eating at gourmet restaurants such as Far Niente.
- Having seen how much people buy and what the prices are at some shops, I realize I am in the wrong tax bracket.
- Shopping in the right company can be fun although I find it hard to buy (see #1 and #4).
- Books are still more important to me than clothes, which probably explains #1. Also I don't find it hard to buy books. Quite the opposite in fact.
- I have willpower. Despite desperately wanting a Kobo, I know it is on Andrew's Christmas list for me, so I resisted. I did not however resist picking up The Exile. So limited willpower might describe it better.
- I would like someone to turn down the covers and leave chocolates on my pillow every night.
- I should probably at some point consider having my hair styled and/or wearing makeup so I can look as polished and sophisticated as my friends.
- Despite my fear of city driving, I was able to navigate my way into the heart of downtown Toronto and back out again with ease, with aplomb, with - dare I say - grace. And without a GPS. And I am remarkably smug about that small feat (though was very happy to see country roads again).
Monday, November 15, 2010
Lessons From My Weekend
I spent a fabulous weekend in Toronto with some friends I've known for, oh, twenty odd years or longer, ever since university. We don't see each other very often, though I mentioned them here last year, and I came away from my weekend having learned some very important lessons.