Angie and I just got back from a lovely evening at Janie Clarkson's house. That woman really knows how to entertain.
The ice sculpture of Janie's champion poodle may have been a little over the top, but the rest of the food was so divine that you didn't even notice the poodle puddle collecting near the pate.
We've been having fun just hanging out and doing a little shopping together. It had been four years since we last saw each other, so, for me, it's more important to hang out with Angie and see where she lives rather than to spend all week sight-seeing.
Oh, and, according to Angie, it's much more important for us to work on our dance moves playing DDR.
One of our other plans for this week was to play in Angie's studio. So, today Angie and I did a small amount of crafting. We went to a fabric store yesterday and so today we started making some things with the fabric we purchased. I'm making a box bag from an online tutorial and Angie is making a doll of Minou. She's got a great set-up in there - with two sewing machines, a serger and piles of supplies.
It was fun to pretend I knew what I was doing, but I'm not entirely sure if Angie will ever let me into her studio again. I set the iron on its end (a faux pas with industrial irons, apparently) and opened the end of her chalk marker (spilling chalk all over the place). And I was generally being a pest, asking all sorts of questions.
Our plans are undecided for tomorrow. We've discussed going to Target in the US and going to some other places in Vancouver - we'll see what happens in the morning.
Anyhoo, it's late, so I should get to bed. That Janie Clarkson, she's such a gossip, we stayed way too late after the other guests went home.