Not long after I moved up to Sechelt, Michelle came to visit and to treat me to a birthday weekend. I've known Michelle for 7 (?) years now. She used to live in the same complex as me, then she moved across the road.
Over the last 8 months Michelle has been an awesome friend. She's listened to me cry, rant, and worry, and she's made me laugh. She's dropped everything to meet me for coffee so I can talk thing through when I've been so confused I can't think straight. We've traded texts at 2am when we've both been struggling with insomnia. We've drunk more beer and wine and consumed more ginger gems that is healthy.
When she heard I was alone for birthday, she packed her bag and got on the ferry and came over the following weekend to celebrate. Michelle decided we were having girls night out complete with curly hair and dresses.
Dinner at the Lighthouse Pub on Sechelt Inlet followed by a few drinks. It was a late night. But we were still able to get up bright and early the next morning to serve breakfast to the guests, clean the room, shop at the Farmers' Market and bounce on the trampoline. I cannot remember the last time I was on a trampoline. The '80s?
Thanks for a great weekend Michelle.