Kingston

I have a short list of favorite couple friends.  One of those favorites is N&S R.  I knew SR before NR came to work at the same place I work.  NR likes to make super awkward jokes about me being his work mistress while I stand to his wife. He also mentions his IBS at any given time.  She loves living vicarious through what she calls my "WB" life. I love everything about them. The truly are wonderful people I am so blessed to know.

Anyhow, they moved up to Kingston for a few months and invited myself over numerous times and finally made it happen.  On a particularly grey misty day I walked on to the Kingston Ferry and blended into the landscape of regular ferry-goers. 

NR greeted me on the other side with a, "Wait just a second, I ordered you some crepes and if my wife asks it was your idea."  I will gladly be a culprit when crepes are involved.  Note maybe some of the best crepes of my life.

While we had our crepe appetizers we chatted about the Baby R on the way,  laughed about SR's degree of discomfort and disregard for wearing pants any more.  We went for a stroll on a sandy beach called Point No Point where we chatted with the light house docent and walked along the beach while SR hobbled anxiously patient to find a restroom. 

Baby bump!

Point No Point

It was time to throw some meat and veggies on the grill and chow into dinner.  Strawberry rhubarb pie polished of the night while we told stories that made us laugh until we cried.

I headed back to mainland, reality and the life of mine that is so blessed to know them. 

Tuck that day in to the memory book and hold on to it tight.