Showing posts with label george street. Show all posts
Showing posts with label george street. Show all posts
Friday, August 10, 2012
Playing Catch Up
My youngest sister is now officially married! She looked absolutely stunning, both her and her new husband seem truly happy.I can’t wait to see the pictures. It was a small wedding, but she had a wicked pair of emcees – they did a wonderful job and looked great, if I do say so myself! The marital advice went over will, especially when husband decoded the words of women. I even managed to sneak in a bit about the priest and needing 16 husbands.
A week in St. John’s allowed me to get a bunch of stuff crossed off my bucket list too. We went to Moo Moos for ice cream – the turtle cheesecake was divine and my brother in law is still talking about the English Butter.
I ate French Fries on George Street, when we had the rehersal dinner at O'Rielly's Pub on kiddo’s birthday. There was live entertainment and they played her a birthday song as we danced to her turning 13 and to the happy couple.
I wore a dress, and high heels. My emcee abilities made more than 1 stranger laugh (although they are strangers to me no more). I danced until the wee hours of the morning after the reception.
We went out to breakfast at Cora’s with my parents, my sister and her family.
We attended the Newfoundland Folk Festival where we watched The Once in concert, from the third row. I even braved the men’s port-a-potty!
We went on a boat tour, on one of the hottest days of the summer, where the whales put on a show for us, leaping in front of the boat. I laughed and joked with the captain.
We hiked around Signal Hill with my niece and nephew, and picked some delicious blueberries.
All in all, I couldn’t have asked for a better week of family, friends and fun. Now I need a vacation!
Labels:
bucket list 2012,
cora,
emcee,
family,
fun,
george street,
signal hill,
summer,
wedding,
whale watching
Friday, April 8, 2011
What happens on George Street...

"Go on b'y! Certainly his Misses wasn't giving it out to him because he was down on George Street? I mean, he wasn't gallivanting, he only had one cup of grog and then went right home."
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Gallivanting - {pronounced GAL-ah-VAN-ting} - running around outside when expected to be at home.
George Street - The short street is populated mainly by bars and pubs and is open only to pedestrians in the evenings and during most of the business day, only being open to traffic from 8:00am until noon, to allow bars to restock their goods. George Street has the most bars and pubs per square foot of any street in North America, and is known to have bars that are open later than most others throughout Canada.
Give it out - to scold.
Go on - is that really true?
Grog - a mixture of rum and water.
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