Mike & Jessica

Earlier this month I attended the wonderful wedding of my big cousin Mike (Uncle Mike) and the lovely Jessica. I have spent much time with both of them over the last year and a bit: we've flown on 3 planes together, spoken 2 languages together and shared 1 letter in common in our first names... and we're related. Needless to say, I felt a little confused when I wasn't asked to speak on the big day.

Regardless, the ceremony and the reception were a truly wonderful time had by all, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't learn a little something. The most important thing I took away was that relationships are a delicate symbiotic balance of giving and receiving (which I felt I demonstrated on the day by playing both quarterback and receiver).

Happy Bastille Day

On Tuesday night, I was invited to a soirée put on by the ladies from Vitamin Daily to celebrate Bastille Day (they must have heard about how I totally did France this time last year). It was a lovely affair, filled with lovely people.

I strolled onto the scene a wee bit late looking un petit peu Français, and a little bit Rock & Roll.

It took me a few minutes to really open up and relax, but then I just started doing my thing and it was on! I ate a fair amount of fries, some fancy fish and a few other tasties - all prepared in a French manner (not that the French are known for their manners ;).

As the night moved on, I helped my buddy Sean make some popular drinks for some guests - you'll be happy to know, we split the tips.

Carry on Camping

Last week a few of us went camping at BradsDadsLand Campsite on Hornby Island. Boy was that a fun time - although I have to admit, I was relieved when I learned we hadn't moved into the wilderness for good.

When camping, you do many things differently: you wake up super early to some sort of crow/rooster soundtrack, you spend 100% of the time outdoors - usually running, and you're allowed to do pretty much anything you want with dirt, sand and rocks.

One of the highlights had to be renting that catamaran and sailing around to a private bay (it was a shame that T-Pain wasn't able to make it).

Halfway through the trip, my friend Quinn and his parents arrived at the campsite next door which was a great surprise. It's always nice when an old friend comes around - someone you can chat with and relate to.

On our last full day we celebrated Canada Day and my friend Eric's Birthday with some live music, good food, contained mischief and a fair number of hippies (which I learned is one of the side effects of camping). All in all, a lovely jaunt in the wilderness.