It's amazing how your body gets used to the lethargic days of just lounging around the cottage. It's not until you have to actually DO something that you realize how little you've done. Like the other day where we had to pack our stuff and get out of Toronto early enough on a Friday before the long weekend in order not to get caught in the holiday traffic. We'd decided to spend the day at our cottage before heading off to Mike and Mary's cottage. I, however, could not spend the day at the pool, but had to do a load of laundry in town (that one of my daughters had inadvertantly left at the cottage a few days before), do a load of grocery shopping to take to Mike and Mary's, and buy a swimsuit for one of my daughters (3 guesses as to who forgot both the dirty laundry and the swimsuit - rhymes with Farysa) who felt that packing rocks in her backpack was more important than making sure she had something to swim in.
We left our cottage at 5pm and stopped along the way at a diner that we've always thought we should stop into, every time we drove up to the Van Dusen's cottage. So even though Stefa was desperate to get to see Ciana & Elise as soon as possible, ("Don't they have a drive-through???") we forced her to sit through a meal at Kelly's diner on highway 37, just north of Tweed. Although this place was in the middle of nowhere, they had a good menu and quaint atmosphere. They had liscence plates on the walls from just about every province and a few states as well, so that kept the kids occupied for the entire wait for food trying to figure out which ones were missing. The one disparate piece of the rural decor was a head shot of Natasha Richardson, with her autograph saying: "Thanks for a great party, it was fun! All the best, Natasha." Who knew that in the wilds of rural Ontario lurks a party swank enough for the likes of Natasha and her fellow thespians?
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