spiffy jiffy

one is never too old for a factory tour...right? this week, in chelsea, michigan, we hit up the Jiffy factory with the loverly Little Red Hen. i think everyone should don a pale blue paper cap...don't you?

in toronto

we hit up a flea...
and walked all about...
there was some museum goin'.
and sticky sweet coffee drinking.
there were homemade eats...
and skirt making...
and more wandering.
new friendships were sealed.
and we celebrated with jumping, of course!

vintage dreams in canada

we may not be making the bed right now but lookie how our friends break out the vintage for us...

note to self

today the mister made me laugh so hard that i went into guffaw-overdrive and couldn't stop. there was gasping for air and a plethora of tears and it carried over for another four hours as we drove from montreal to toronto. just thinking about it is cracking me up all over again. i do quite like my mister. he is one spiffy fella.

in montreal

we walked along cobblestones.
admired the city at night.
went thrift shopping...
studied Easter Island.
walked through an excavated history of the city.
took cover from the rain at an open air market.
and sipped refreshments from an enormous orange.

Montreal is beautiful, stunning, old, new, full of people and sounds, ups and downs and overflowing with wonder. if only we had more days to visit. i'm already itching to return!

yesterday...

i jumped with my best pal from twenty-something years ago.
we drove through two states...
and into canada.
ate hot dogs in vermont.
we exchanged our moolah for some prettier stuff.
and walked through a very old and beautiful city.