Just a few weekends ago, my husband and I took yet another road trip to Regina, SK.

I have to learn to stop going there. Well, maybe not entirely, but certainly not for anymore overnight stays. To our surprise, the city was hosting a CFL game between their local team, the Saskatchewan Roughriders, and a neighbouring team, the Winnipeg Blue Bombers. Suffice it to say that our downtown hotel looked and sounded like a giant frat house. It was insane. And not in a good way.

We brought Holly and Truman with us that weekend. Geoffrey stayed in the vehicle with them while I shopped in the Antique Mall. I spent so much time there, and had every employee helping me to the point that one worker told me that next time I come, he’s going to made me punch in and out. I found many amazing items, and just being in the three-storey brick building alone felt like I was shopping in Brooklyn or some other magnificent, hip city. I am definitely going to be going back there often. Just not to stay the night. ;-)

The best part of the weekend was the drive back to Saskatoon. What started off as a gloomy weekend, suddenly turned into a comfortably warm day, with fluffy clouds and fresh prairie scents. We stopped off in a small town and grabbed burgers and hot-dogs for ourselves and our dogs. Then we drove to a side road, fed them, and went for a walk. It was nothing short of heaven.

<3

Emory

P.S. Happy birthday, Emelia! I love you, you little munchkin!