While they went wedding dress shopping Saturday afternoon a fibre friend and I also went shopping. Our goal was to hit as many yarn shops as we could in one afternoon. I think the fact we graced the doors of four different stores is a testament to how
Saturday night Rebekah treated us to Korean BBQ. It was Anita's first time to eat Korean food but I don't think it will be her last.
|Anita, Diana, Alexandra and Rebekah|
Surpassing all other vendors is a stall called Chocolatas. Oh. My. This chocolate is a work of art. Very edible art I should add. Rebekah bought me a lovely tin of them for an early birthday present. I am somewhat ashamed to admit there are only two lonely chocolates remaining and I have plans for them as soon as I finish this post.
Shortly after I acquired these chocolates there was An Incident. I knew our parking time was almost up and I did not want a ticket. The girls wanted to have a quick look in one more shop so I said no problem, I would head to the car and wait for them. Which would have been an excellent plan if I had actually been able to find the car.
I was sure I had headed in the right direction. Well, almost sure. I circled around and looked again, this time starting to feel slightly upset. I had seen the ticket lady on my first circuit and I was afraid she was going to find my car before I did.
After circuit number two I was faced with the realization that I was not going to be able to find the car. In desperation I pulled out my keys and walked around again, holding them high and depressing the unlock button hoping I would hear a familiar beep. When this failed to reveal the car's whereabouts I was forced to swallow my pride and text Rebekah telling her that I was lost. Or rather that the car was lost. I knew exactly where I was. Right in front of the Granville Island Brewery contemplating whether or not this would be a good time to take up drinking.
Giving me the same advice one gets if lost in the woods- stop moving and stay where you are- my daughters came to my rescue. It turns out they had been waiting by the car for quite some time while I was getting my exercise walking loops around Granville Island. When Rebekah got my text she told me she had turned to Alexandra and Anita and said, "My phone's vibrating. This can't be good."
All of this would not be quite so sad if it wasn't for the fact that I have been to Granville Island dozens of times. Worse yet, I use the same parking lot almost every time I go there. And now that I have gone public with the fact I am directionally challenged, I think it is time to go take care of those remaining chocolates. If I can find them.