Monday, August 2nd, 2010 - My brush is getting a little old...

The more we get together, together, together,
The more we get together, the happier we'll be...

But a little time apart doesn't hurt, either.  And neither does some time to rest.  So today, Maggie, Jonathan, Kate and myself went back into the big city.  Jonathan had his shopping list clutched tight in his fist (toothpaste and sunglasses) and somehow we managed to just stick to the list.  He and Kate went to spend the day at her dad's, watching movies and eating hotdogs, and undoubtedly gazing lovingly and gigglingly into each others' eyes.  Maggie and I took in a matinee of "Ramona and Beezus", which we both loved.  Then a few errands and back up the shore in time for a feed of moose stew.

The other crowd stayed closer to home.  They intended to do some exploring of the local area, but only made it as far as Admiral's Cove, where they were entranced by local artists and their pagoda. 

Before supper it was off to the graveyard for the guys to do some whipper-snipping and raking in preparation for the Cemetary Mass.  Perfect way to work up appetites for the aforementioned moose stew.

But even after a quiet day with lots of rest, some of us were still pretty pooped at the end of the day.  Showing our age, I guess.