Our girl’s nose was out-of-joint ’cause our boy got to go skiing for a week with his buddy, while the rest of us stayed “a la maison”. We thought we were so clever not going skiing. We rubbed our hands together just thinking about all the hard-earned cash we’d save this Spring Break. NOT!!!!
If you’ve ever been a sibling, you know that seething, brewing, festering temptation to “get even”. Our little pre-teen knows how much her brother LOVES going to Seattle to shop for clothes with the family, so that’s exactly where she picked as her revenge destination.
You’re right! Mark and I are weak! We bend at the first sign of trouble. We’re old and tired, and we don’t have the strength to resist her superhuman powers. Where did she learn how to get her eyes to go really big and fill up with FAKE tears on demand? Damn Google and its tutorials!!!
So yesterday morning (stupidly early), we headed for the border. We stopped for breakfast in Fairhaven at the historic Harris Avenue Cafe, where I gobbled down the best darned buttermilk pancakes I’ve ever tasted. I’m going to try cornmeal in my homemade pancakes–it adds a lovely crunch. They roast their own divinely-good coffee too!
Our next stop was Northgate Mall in Seattle. I won’t bore you with all the hideous shopping details, but I can’t resist just one. If my child ever comes to me and tells me, “My dream is to work in a hazardously dark store, where they play supersonic music, and I can inhale noxious perfume all day long,” I’ll know exactly who to direct them to–Hollister. My head is still pounding and the budget is blown!
Next we headed for my favourite shopping area–the University District–but this time we avoided the freeway and chose to drive all the way down on Roosevelt Avenue, through the funky little shops and houses. I was surprised by how much further ahead their Spring is. The cherry trees are in blossom and there are crocuses and daffodils everywhere. Lucky!
I couldn’t resist getting a shot of these tiny quirky shops–gotta love university towns.
There aren’t any more details or photos from this point on. Let’s just sum it up this way:
* Everything started to look the same
* Price tags started to get blurry
* feet throbbing
* No parking anywhere near Starbucks
* Nobody agreed on what to have for dinner, so ended up in worst restaurant choice of all
* pouting throughout vehicle
* Listened to the border report and drove the extra 30 minutes to the “faster” crossing, only to find out everyone else was listening to the same border report
* Headed back to original border destination, only to find out everyone else headed to the original border destination ahead of us
* Waited in line-up for 60 minutes
* Seethed with hatred for all the “idiot” drivers cheating the lineup
* Honked at twice by idiot drivers ’cause we wouldn’t let them cut in front
* Got home three hours later than expected
* Loved up by lonesome dogs
* Hate shopping
* Hate losing when we think we’re winning
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