My weekend started with a power outage that had me stuck on the train for an extra half hour, followed by a seizure that wiped out my plans of having a productive Saturday by leaving me with a day-long headache. It was a grim start to what turned out to be an excellent weekend of
drooling over my rockstar husband:


spreading the mooooooosetash love:


and chasing naughty pups out of my mom's raspberry patch:
8 comments:
POUTIIIIIIINE!!
oy, i'm sorry about the crappy start :-\ but hooray for hot husbands :-)
Poutine is one of the reasons I'm happy being in this country :) Bad puppies!! I love how you have guilty-in-action shots!! And yay for being married to a rock star :)
I think that it's rad that you can say that your husband is a rock star and it's the TRUTH.
Dudette.
Totally, and completely, BADASS.
T was at the bar during the power outage. Better place than the skytrain, for sure. Poutine pretty much would make my week I think :)
Seizure? Holy shiz I hope you're ok!
But yay for having a great weekend! And I need to still try poutine.
Sweetheart! That is a terrible way to start the weekend. It seems like the weekend made up for it, though. I love Stella doing the stealth berry nibble.
Your hair is so cute. And I will continue to scare you with snakes until you FedEx me poutine. WANT.
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