the colour of my love

geez, people. it wasn't THAT kind of weekend o' love. it was three of my favourite people making me feel special and appreciated in honour of my birthday.

friday night, m&m and i went to the pub, sat at the bar, drank beer, played ntn texas hold'em, ate food, laughed, talked, and had a damn fine time. saturday, karen took me out for the biggest, most decadent lunch, a movie, megashopping and then we came back to my place to watch a dvd. sunday, colene took me to the tomahawk for a giant brunch and then we had a lovely walk'n'talk along the north van side of the harbour.

THAT'S the kind of love it was. dirty, dirty people. *tsk*