Post dinner while Paul excused himself I decided to hit the closest jewelry shop to try on some necessary pieces for my collection. Poor guy didn't know how much this bathroom trip would cost him.
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Really brings out the crook in my pinky |
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4K and 18 stones? Don't mind if I do |
Yup and after that we ferried over to TST for what we thought was going to be the opera. Well turns out it wasn't opera so much as a French choral recital....beginning with the children's choir. Perhaps this makes me a bad person. Maybe I'm unsophisticated or uncultured. But within 4 songs of Chinese childrensinging French songs, I was asleep. Paul and I searched the program for an out. Intermission was still a good 8 songs off. Can. Not. Do. It. So we go up and ran out like the weenies that we are. As soon as we got out we laughed, hopped on a bus, and came home to some real culture; Real Housewives of Vancouver. Ohh if you haven't seen it, dawwwling you absolutely must!
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Bailed on the Cultural Centre for the view! |
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