my friend julie... no big deal

do you know my friend julie?
she drives a van

dinosaurs are a conspiracy

this weekend i did not see julie. however, cupcake, hokey pokey and i spent a lovely saturday afternoon watching documentaries in bed.

things i learned:

- julie’s bedroom is the ultimate napping space

- turtles lived with the dinosaurs (that is, if dinosaurs actually existed)

julie the hairstylist

my friend julie is multi-faceted. she barbecues, she cleans, she camps, she djs, she drives a van, she makes experimental music, she lives with a robot, and she even cuts hair. today she cut mine.

oops, nope, that was yesterday. yesterday she cut mine.

oh, and i even made a new friend at the salon. hi mikaela!

celine dion tells it like it is

julie’s going to the big smoke this weekend.

i’m going to the gaspé coast next week. (ya, baby.)

the bad news is this means no hangs or blog updates. but near, far, wherever we are, we know our hearts will go on (and on). 

bbq queen

julie has the best potlucks. i’m talking roasted potatoes, vegan sausages, salads and salads and salads, guacamole and chips, sour patch kids, corn on the cob. i mention it because she had one last night.

my favourite part was how she kept taunting brad with the corn. i think he has some kind of weird corn phobia. 

there were a lot of people there. like robot, shrum, dave, beansie, muriel, eugenie, jesse, kelly, connor… just to name a few. 

i spent a lot of time in the hammock. 

here’s the skinny

so, julie went to laurier pool today. i hope she wore the red suit. it’s a good one. 

another gem from robotron. (that’s my arm, bottom right.)

Julie played a show.  You were there.

Julie played a show.  You were there.

another day in the life

today julie learns an important life lesson: never eat savory waffles at midnight unless you want to have bad dreams. 

living the dream

one day julie and i are going to start our own chapter of raging grannies. laura will be there too.

and our actions will involve a lot of sandwich eating. that’s the dream.