Yesterday, Ron finally had a doctor’s appointment to follow up from when he was sick. I managed to get him in to see our old doctor, who still had Ron’s files and thus was still a patient. As a side note, he said he’s take us all back too. The only issue is he sees patients 2 or 3 days a week and is in Fredericton – an hour and a half away.

So after lunch we all bundled off. The girls and I had plans to roam around downtown and also drop off some tea cozies to Lynn at her tea shop. (That’s Trinitea’s Cup on Regent Street.) She thought they were awesome, and we had fun setting them around the shop to show them off to the best advantage. I won’t even mention how I put the finishing touches on some of them on the way down. Nope.

Lynn has a lot of her own tea collectibles scattered around and she was telling me how many people tried to buy them. There’s a gorgeous cloisonnes teapot on the counter that someone tried to buy last week – for any amount she wanted. “But some things don’t have a price! They have sentimental value!” she told me. I agree! I said she should make up a story to go with the item, like maybe it belonged to her great-great aunt who had to escape the Nazis in Poland during the War and carried it overseas hidden in her bosom.

Yeah. I got a look. In my defense, it was a really tiny teapot.

Also, I did that thing I do when someone gushes over anything I make – I point out it’s not perfect. Even though it looks fine and probably nobody but me and maybe someone who actually sews would ever find a thing wrong with it would notice, but I do it anyway. “Fine then,” Lynn said, “When someones asks about this one, I’ll say ‘No, you can’t buy that, it’s not perfect.’ ”

That’s TRINITEA’S CUP on Regent street, downtown Fredericton, almost diagonally across from Tim Horton’s. Home of the best soup in the city, selling tea and tea accesories. Tell Lynn I sent ya!

After that, we went back to see if Ron was done at the doctor’s yet. He wasn’t so we waited in the car and amused ourselves until he showed up. At one point in walking around, Meaghan stopped and started yelling. I whipped my head around, “WHAT?!?!?” She pointed and said, “GRASS! I see green!” There’s totally less snow down there than here. I also noted while walking downtown I did my city-walk pace, and even Sarah (Miss Legs) had to hustle to keep up. There wasn’t too much to be had at Value Village when we got there, so we did a run at Tim Horton’s and headed for home.

Oh, we also found a great sign on an elevator in the parking garage.

This morning, Ron and I got up early again and he did a one-day commute to Toronto and back, for meetings. What a life. I was a little worried because although its warmed up, we had high winds and it was really gusty. We watched for the plane to land but the end of the runway is too far from the parking lot, what with the curve of the earth and massive snowbanks, so they were safely on the ground by the time I saw them.

Ron said it was “interesting” and the pilot was told he did a nice job. *whew* I need to shake that man’s hand.

Tomorrow it’s another work day, and a grocery run tomorrow night. I can’t believe I got a bunch of stuff done today too. Oddly, even though I’m a little tired from lack of sleep, I am not dead tired and weary like I have been – even as recent as last time he went. I worked on two sites and ran around doing errands. Still didn’t feel like a nap mid-afternoon.

Friday, it’s my birthday and Mom and Carl are coming to visit. She’s bringing me fabric and presents, so it can’t be too bad, right? Saturday is whatever Ron has planned, some cleaning and laundry, whatever else needs to be done. Maybe Sunday I’ll rest. Or if it’s nice enough – which it loks like it will be – I’m gonna go for a brisk walk. It’ll be awesome.