August 6, 2009
Best friend Crystal and I have an annual birthday dinner tradition. I take her out to some place fancy when it's her birthday and vice versa when it's mine. This year we missed hers in May because our plans had to get cancelled due to the early arrival of baby Dexter. We doubled up last weekend and finally got the chance to meet up for a fine supper. We've frequented many of the yummier establishments in the city, but Wildflower Grill is one we haven't had a chance to check out.
Lovely biking distance from my place. Located on a quiet, downtown street. Nice space, good service, tasty food, decent prices for the quality you get. I will definitely go again.
I hesitate wearing this dress because I don't want people to mistake me for still being pregnant. However, I like it because it's so deconstructed and comfortable. I figure feeling confident about my post pregnant body can manifest itself in wearing something that doesn't necessarily show off every excavated curve. No need for overcompensation. I have a tendency to gravitate towards fashions that are either whimsical and sort of nostalgic, or a little avant garde. This dress is great on a bike. It flows behind me but there is this one seam at the bottom ruffle/hem that prevents it from flying right up and over my face when I'm riding.
These earrings are gorgeous. They're super long and I keep confusing them for my hair flying around. Leanne got them for me for my birthday and I think they are grand! I am lucky to have friends that know me well enough to buy me shoulder skimming feather earrings by Myrtle and Pearls, a local designer.
I love riding the Pashley at night because of the lights on both the front and back. Makes me feel like a real vehicle.
I realize that it has been months since I've written or posted anything about poor poor Dougal. Yes, we have a baby and he is wonderful and time consuming. Yes, I've been recovering well and enjoying the hell out of my summer on the bike when Dexter is being taken care of by others. No, Dougal hasn't been getting the same regimented lifestyle he was once accustomed to (being walked at relatively the same time every day). It's hard for me to keep a rigid schedule and to walk him 2-3 times a day like I used to. The first few days after the baby came home he just sort of pretended like Dexter was a temporary household installment. Now he realizes the baby is permanent. He is very sweet and licks the baby's feet. He is, however, acting out in adorable passive aggressive ways. For example, I sometimes find him perched on prohibited furniture that he knows he's not supposed to be on. No strange revolt in the form of peeing and pooing in the house, though!
We have had a lot of visitors since Dexter's arrival so Dougal gets to reap the rewards of lots of love from our friends and family. Don and I have also started taking him on bike rides instead of just walking. He can get tons of exercise crammed into a shorter amount of time! Don goes off leash and into the river valley on the mountain bike. I go on leash through the neighbourhood. Tip: coaster breaks are key for holding a leash and still being able to use the brakes on your bike with less probability of bailing out.
A lovely new friend of mine knit this fabulous old man 'smoking jacket' sweater for Dexter. It is dripping with character and Dexter looks absolutely dignified in it. The other day when my mom was visiting she saw the sweater draped over a chair in the living room and noted that it was cute. Next thing I knew I was putting it onto the dog. Don't ask me why, I was just curious about whether it would fit. I laughed so hard I cried. Observe below. Poor Dougal. He must hate me.