Thank you for the great comments everyone, and thanks for sharing in our memories. Here's some final pictures. :~)
Sharon … I can’t thank you enough … I had a blast, my friend. I’m off to work this morning, much more relaxed physically and mentally then I’ve been in a very long time. Thank you for everything, but mostly … for your incredible friendship and the fabulous memories!
Love and hugs,
Our Final Daze
Well Friday was a lazy morn, we rested most the day,
Until about 2:30 in the afternoon, I’d say;
We needed to relax our bones, we’d had a busy time,
We’d seen the sights, we’d walked for miles, we’d reminisced in rhyme.
We covered the itinerary Sharon had prepared,
From Stanley Park to mountain tops – such memories, we shared;
We had a lovely dinner at the Keg, near Granville Isle,
Then off we went to see a show – live theatre, in style.
The Improvivors were a hoot, “Survivor” was their theme,
They did a take-off on the show, worked into every scene;
They voted off the actors based on challenges and skits,
We nearly split our sides from doubled-over laughing fits!
The last few days we took it easy, shopping was in store,
We slept in late, then afternoons were filled with sales galore;
We found ourselves some clearance sales, the likes I’d never seen,
And there was Sharon, having fun … she was a shopper’s dream!
I followed in a frenzy, watched the master at her craft,
She has a nose for bargains, never one to take the shaft;
We oohed and ahhed at all the sales, and filled a couple bags,
Amazed at all the bargains on those cute designer tags.
By Sunday night, I will confess, my suitcase looked too small,
I’d found too many bargains at the market and the mall,
But Sharon was resourceful, “No dilemma, Kit!” she said,
She’d found an extra suitcase for my overflow instead!
We packed me up but still had time to laugh and have some fun,
My trip was almost over, but the night had just begun;
We talked and laughed and giggled till the wee hours of the night,
Until the clock said one a.m. – we had to say goodnight.
We set up two alarm clocks, just in case we missed the first,
And caught a couple hours sleep before those buzzers burst;
Now Sharon was a trooper, she woke up just after five,
“Too early!” Sharon laughed … “I beat the sunrise!” Sakes alive!
My taxi came by six o’clock – we said our last goodbyes,
I waved as I went down the street, with teardrops in my eyes;
My flight was uneventful as I nodded off to sleep,
With memories of friendship that were mine and hers to keep.
PS ... give Sheba a hug for me, Sharon ...