I'm baaaccckkk

Hey Y'all, I'm back!! We ended up in a little cottage only a few minutes walk from beach number 5 at Wasaga. It was a cute little blue cottage, and was actually more of a townhouse because it was in the middle of two other cottages and was attached on both sides. Across from us there were 3 cottages that were completely detached, but really considering how close they actually were to one another, they may as well have been attached. The owner owned a gigantic mansion of a house in the middle of the two rows of cottages, and the backyard was gigantic (we all shared the backyard, which was nice). For some reason the insects really enjoyed our cottage doorway, and made a point of always doing something else gross and distracting while being directly on our door and blocking our entry (yes, I AM terrified of bugs....ok, anything that flies, bites, or has millions of legs or is a spider...or is poisonous...I'm fine with the rest of them though....)

Otherwise, our location was awesome and we spent a couple nights hanging out at our personal picnic table playing cards or dominoes, and chatting away. (OK, and drinking away!! LOL). Daytime we went down to the main beach and did some wading, and some beach walking. We shopped for about five minutes but the strip is so small...I swear the strip was alot bigger when I was younger. I remember it was a long magical paradise covered with interesting shops, bars, beautiful people, and beautiful cars. This past week, it was a rinky dink affair covered with rinky dink bars (3) and a bunch of pathetic shops and a stitches. It was really quite disappointing. I didn't go after my 15th birthday, so I guess maybe it was just a perception thing. I find often times when I return to something as an adult that I thought was wonderous as a child I'm always a wee bit disappointed.

But without the strip I had such an awesome time. We talked, we laughed, we had a few drinks at the bars on the strip and laughed at the wickedly strong wind that refused to let up some days, and we'd laugh at the fact that they had these plastic things blocking the wind from the bar patio and yet our drinks always ended being full of sand anyway. Oh, and I wouldn't recommend going to Banana's, but Dardanella's (i think thats what it is at least) has one of the most delicious mushroom swiss burgers ever! There was this little bar down the street from our cottage (did I tell you what it was called??? Big Oaks..its on 45th street near mosely st) and the first night we went there it sucked. Large. But the last time we went it was a lot of fun. If you ever end up in that area check it out (especially on a friday). It was good hick bar fun!!

Seriously, walking through the water, or through shifty, slidy, sand is really peaceful. I love looking down the beach and hearing the waves and feeling the sun. So relaxing. So rejuvenating. And Desi and I had such a great time even when we were just hanging out together in our cottage. We did what we wanted when we wanted. We watched some good shows (finale of So You Think You Can Dance...GO SABRE!!!) had some great conversation, and got to be lazy and comfy with each other. It really was an amazing week, and although we're dead broke now and can't do anything else for the rest of the summer, it was absolutely 100% worth it. I would do it again in a heartbeat (only this time bring some bug repellant).

So, I'm sure there's even more to tell you, and when we develop the photo's and I post em I'll elaborate on certain days and themes.

For now though, I gotta head off to bed. Gotta be out of my house at five AM tomorrow for Desi's operation. My prayers are with him right now. I love my baby and I hope he'll be OK. I know he will be. But I still worry. After all, he's my baby.

Hope you all are well.

have a happy Monday!!

Cheers