Life in the Slow Lane

Life in the Slow Lane

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Pablo

Last week was a hot one for Vancouver and I spent one day at the beach with my best bud Pablo who is visiting from Montreal. We like to go to Spanish Banks as it is not as busy as the beaches closer to home. Free parking too. So we lie on our towels and talk about life and gossip about movies we'’ve seen and stuff we've done. We chat about past and present romantic relationships and slag off models and actors and reminisce about the days when we worked together with the Boss From Hell. We share our dreams for the future and fears and wishes. We've known each other for 18 years.

I just love him. He is such a good friend.


Pablo Partaking of The Concession Stand Grease Sponge of the Day

Death Wish With a Side of Tartar Sauce

OH MY GOD! Could I Be Any More White?!?!

The View From Our Log

23 comments:

whfropera said...

hey, those don't look too bad! although i'm sure the real ones will look better.

Bucky Four-Eyes said...

I think whatever he's eating is probably enjoying it a little too much...

kristine said...

You look so relaxed.

alan said...

You might be pale, but you sure are gorgeous!

As is the view, wow!

I'm beginning to think I could be very happy in Canada!

alan

hemlock said...

I think you look great, certainly relaxed.

Fries with tartar sauce? I never... sounds intriguing.

Lazy Lightning said...

Sounds like a wonderful day.

And Hemlock - I too wondered about the tartar.. until I looked really close, and it looks like there's a fried piece of fish in that basket....

sheryl said...

NOTHING can substitute for a day at the beach with a lifelong friend.

The slight smile on your face is the picture of contentment.

P.S. your boob transition is looking good!

Circe said...

Stacey, You look just beautiful pale and very contented. :)

hugs,
circe

Humble Beginnings said...

Don't feel bad. I'm as white as a bag of milk. We are a rare breed.

east village idiot said...

How beautiful and you look great! My husband also suffers from the uber white syndrome. He has to apply so much sun screen that he calls it "liquid shirt".

LadyBug said...

You are so beautiful. And I'm so glad you have such a good friend to share an afternoon with.

Love and hugs to you!

Dima said...

You look so great, and so relaxed! You should've carved your names on the log :)

ScottyGee said...

Rocking the hair and shades. Nice.

I was a bit worried about the tartar sauce and fries too. I thought it was just another crazy Canadian thing, but there is fish in that there fry pile! =)

kerri said...

That is one great log view.

Anonymous said...

Best friends-junk food-a day at the beach=priceless.


You look stupendous.

song said...

what a perfect day for lazing on the beach. Mind you, looking at greasy food pix has made me hungry....

rocks said...

wow. I would love to come visit your log someday- that's beautiful.
btw- you and I both, could probably compete fiercely in a glow-in-the-dark contest...:)

eclectic said...

OK, so we have to tan to be flesh-toned. It's the Northwest! We're supposed to be pale!! Besides, it looks lovely on you, Kranki.

MrsDoF said...

I love seeing you all relaxed while leaning against the log, then the next picture shows 'the view from our log'.
And what a nice view it is.....!

Your recuperation seems to be taking you to a good time and place.

Give Pablo an extra pat on the shoulder for helping.

Squirl said...

You need to go to the beach more often. Not for a tan, for relaxation. I'm quite white, too. I should invest in the sunscreen market.

spoonleg said...

You look gorgeous, and what a fantastic way to spend the day! Lifelong friend, laughter, fried delicious goodness, sand, sun, waves... you're making me jealous!

Here's to many, many more days like this one!

Anonymous said...

We want more pictures of fab pab....maybe you could include a weekly comment blog by him. Hope you are getting better!

Love Herb

snaps79 said...

White or not, you look great! Healthy AND happy, and that's what we want for dear Krank.