It seems like every time I write about a vacation that Geoffrey and I recently came back from, or a celebratory day that we had spent together, I always rush back to my little blog and write “it was the best ever!” I’m not sure if it’s because we’re easygoing people in the way of events, or if we have short-term memories, or if over the years we’re understanding what we enjoy as individuals and are doing those things on holidays as a couple. Whatever it is, it’s working, and Canada Day this year was no different!
We spent the morning visiting with my parents and getting ready for the day. Around 1 pm, we left Baba’s house and went into town with the dogs and our bikes in tow. Our intentions were to spend the day at our new property in the provincial park, bike riding and picnicking. Temperatures were supposed to reach 26ºC (78.8ºF) that day, and with cotton candy clouds and little wind, we could tell that it was going to be such beautiful weather. Geoffrey dropped me off at a grocery store and I ran in to get food while he went and filled up our tires with air. Then we drove out to the lake and parked right on our empty lot. I loaded up Holly in the bike trailer that was attached to my bicycle, and Geoffrey tied Truman to his. We rode along the dirt roads, through the trees, and along the lake for over an hour. We were both drenched and by then it was nearing suppertime, so we decided to call it quits and head back to have our picnic. We chose one of the only shaded areas on our property, put down two blankets, and laid out our spread. We stayed there for over two hours, eating, Instagramming, and me napping as Geoffrey was watching Netflix. It felt so surreal being at the lake and the future spot of not just our new vacation home, but our home home. I didn’t want to leave.
When we finally did decide to pack up, we drove westward to the nearest town and bought some slushies. We slowly drove back into town, and I made a quick stop to buy a board game and get iced drinks for my parents. We made it back to Baba’s just after 9 pm, and by the time I came back from a walk with the dogs, we were too burnt and too tired to go back into town and watch the fireworks. We had our own display via a BBQ lighter, and then we played Yahtzee with my step-dad until after 11 pm. Geoffrey had to work the next morning, so we called it a night, and an end to the “best Canada Day ever.”
Have a great 4th of July to my American readers! I hope that you have awesome weather and happy memories!