Okay, friends, this is it. The final debrief. And then I will shut up about Toronto. Never have so many words been written about so few days of travel.
I was excited to go. I was longing for a few days of simply wandering and shopping and laughing and eating. It seems to me that I have been down in the dumps and whining about it to you guys for weeks and weeks. But when I look back at my posts, I see that’s not quite correct. I guess I’ve mostly been whining to Hubby.
I will say that I have been worried and sad for a while. Ever since I heard that my friend Jeannie was much more ill than I realized. Then when she died, even though I knew she’d been in palliative care, I was gobsmacked. I’ll miss her. That sounds odd, I know, because we haven’t actually seen each other in person for years. But ever since we found each other on Facebook, we knew the other was out there, only a FB message away. And that connection mattered to me.
So, this trip filled a hole in my heart, I guess you could say. Or helped to do so.
Now, on with the trip details…
Since this trip was primarily a shopping trip for Debbie and me, I’ll start with that. We literally shopped until we dropped, my friends. On our first day we shopped mostly on Bloor Street.
We initially split up. Deb wanted to visit a store where she used to shop when she lived in Toronto, and I wanted to visit Holt Renfrew. Our hotel was only a five minute walk away from Holts. A discovery which filled me with joy. I loved Holts when they had a store in Ottawa. And I love the one in Montreal where I bought my Max Mara coat.
Holts is pretty high end. But I wasn’t interested in browsing the Chanel or the Gucci or Dior. I mean, I may have a higher price ceiling than some, but I’m not that much of a fashion victim. The “quiet luxury” movement leaves me cold. And all the palaver on social media about how to look rich, the posts fawning over women who wear stacks of Cartier bangles and head to toe Gucci, makes me a little sick to my stomach. Still, I guess that fashion victimhood is in the eye of the beholder.
But I digress.
At Holts, I headed straight to Max Mara where the sales person and I had a lovely conversation, much of it about hair. Ha. She is growing out her grey, and the silver strands in her long, black bob were gorgeous. So after we’d gushed a bit at each other, and related our going grey stories, I tried on a few linen pieces and bought a loose, white linen tunic. I’ve been on the lookout for a white linen shirt for a while, hoping to find one second-hand, to no avail. I’ve been thinking of our trip to Spain in the fall and how hot I’d been in Lisbon in 2023. So I splashed out for one that I love. Hopefully it will give me as much joy as my last Max Mara purchase. I don’t have a photo of it to show you this week.
Then Deb and I met up at COS, the second store I really wanted to visit. I tried on a ton of pieces. Including black linen, knee-length shorts with a matching long, black waistcoat. This should have been perfect for me… except it wasn’t. Not even close. Scratch that idea from my wish list. They had lovely dresses, but nothing for me. I did buy the cream and black striped, short-sleeved cotton sweater below. I think it looks great with my black dress pants from Aritzia and my Veja sneakers.
At COS I also bought the cropped, wide-leg, draw-string pants below. I wore my new black and white sweater and the cropped pants with my loafers one night in Toronto. And yesterday I tried a couple of other ways to wear them.
Super casual with a loose tee shirt from Uniqlo and my Birkenstocks, on the left below. This looked okay, I thought. Although this outfit is not really me. I prefer the one on the right where I tucked a fitted tank top from Everlane into the pants, added my Theory white blazer, and my black and white Veja sneakers.
I have been saying that I can’t do cropped wide-legged pants for ages. But I had to eat my words when I tried these COS ones. I really like them. You see, the fact that they are draw-string with a stretchy waistband allows me to wear a smaller size to fit my narrow hips, while the waist band stretches to accommodate my larger waist. Plus they don’t have pleats, and are flat in the front, so there is no extra bulk around my middle. I bought the pants in size six. I’d normally wear a much larger size to fit my waist, and everywhere else would be too baggy.
After we’d finished at COS, where Deb bought a striped sweater like mine and a tee shirt, we walked to Kensington Market. It was hot. Really hot. And my feet were killing me by the time we got there. Even in soft socks and sneakers, my feet are a problem. I have so much trouble walking on pavement in the heat. Give me a wilderness trail and I’m much better. We browsed a few vintage stores, but my heart was just not in the hunt. Shopping second-hand takes stamina, and I was fresh out of stamina. We both were. After a refreshing scone and iced coffee we took a cab back to our hotel. We did not want to be tired for the big meet-up that evening. But I’ll tell you more about that later.
On with the shopping. On day two, we headed to the Eaton Centre with plans to peruse the smaller shops on Queen Street afterward. I bought these light-weight cargo pants at Allsaints in the Eaton Centre. I love these pants. They are a linen and lyocell blend with a kind of vintage, faded look. They will be great for summer with this sweater, or a white tee, or a black one, and with pretty much any pair of footwear I own.
Deb found a great sweater at Uniqlo in the Eaton Centre. They don’t have Uniqlo down east, so she was keen to shop there in person. And then, much like the day before, our energy and enthusiasm for shopping did not measure up to our plans. We never did make it to the small independent shops on Queen Street. Truth be told, it’s been six years since Deb shopped there, and we didn’t quite know where to start. So we didn’t. Start, I mean. Instead we turned tail and headed back to the hotel.
You know how you can walk by a million coffee shops, or so it seems, when you don’t want coffee, and never find one when you really need a rest and a coffee and a bite to eat? Yeah. That’s what happened. Then we spied Ikea. “Let’s just go to the Ikea cafeteria,” I suggested. We tried, we really did. But there must have been twenty people in the line-up. So we left. Or tried to leave. I have a bit of a hate on for Ikea. Or for trying to find the exit at Ikea when you really, really don’t want to walk through their maze. We did find the bathroom, though. Which was welcomed.
And when we finally escaped the store we found a coffee shop almost immediately. Cue the coffee and the banana bread. Our second day of shopping concluded back at the hotel with a much needed nap. Ha. We’re sixty-nine, people, not nineteen anymore.
On Friday morning, Deb’s flight left long before my train did. So we said goodbye at the hotel. She took a cab to the airport, and I shopped some more. I was headed to “Over the Rainbow,” a denim store on Bloor Street which a reader who knows Toronto had recommended. But I was too early. So I strolled down Bloor Street and ended up at a Lafayette 148 shop. I have several Lafayette 148 pieces purchased at Nordstrom in Ottawa; I like the brand very much.
I explained to the sales person that I was looking for summer sweaters. It seemed that everything they had was beige. “Not beige,” I must have said at least three times to the quite nice, but persistent, saleswoman. You know, there is such a thing as being too helpful. Then the young manager of the shop found me this blue cotton and silk sweater. I wasn’t sure at first. Wasn’t it a kind of an old-lady colour? To be honest, I tried it on just to get out of looking at more beige sweaters. Ha.
I loved it. The style, the fit (loose but not oversized), and, in particular, the colour. So now I know that I must abandon all my preconceptions from now on and just try stuff. Except for beige sweaters. Never say never, but I’m pretty sure beige sweaters will never work for me again.
By the way, I never did make it back to Over the Rainbow. I spied a book store and changed my plans.
Of course our Toronto trip was about more than just shopping.
On Wednesday evening Deb and I met up with four interesting and intelligent women who read this blog. Catherine, who organized everything, her friend Donna, Valerie, and Sue. Oh my. We had a lovely time. Lots of chatting and getting to know each other. Except that they all knew way more about me than I did about them. Which felt a little weird.
As I said last week, we talked about pretty much everything. Shopping, hair, schools we attended, jobs, travel, politics (briefly), menopause, hot flashes… you name it. Valerie had been a student at the high school where Hubby taught in the seventies. I laughed when she said, “You’re married to Mr. Eccles?” Donna attended another high school in Ottawa and her Math teacher was a former colleague of mine. Despite the vast distances in our country, Canada really is a small place.
They asked if I’d met other blog readers, so I told them how Hubby, and my sister Carolyn, and I ran into Georgina and her husband while hiking at Mont Tremblant this past fall. How Hubby and I had dinner with Dottoressa in Zagreb in 2019, and that Rosie took my friend Elizabeth and I on a brief tour of the Cotswolds in 2017 while we were in Stratford, England. And how on that same trip Wendy from York and I had lunch in Bakewell, England. “You know,” I said, “Wendy from York.” “Of course,” they nodded, “We know Wendy from York.”
So we sipped our drinks, ate some snacks, and yakked and yakked. Even the brief rain shower that might have driven us off the patio, but didn’t, couldn’t dampen our spirits. What’s a little rain when such good friends are to be had? Isn’t that a line from Sense and Sensibility? Then it was time to go. I was sad to say goodbye to everyone. Sad, but not sad, if you know what I mean. Because it’s lovely to meet new friends.
Of course Deb and I had lots of laughs over the course of the three days. But then again we laugh all the time when we’re together. Have done so for decades. The last night of our trip, after the Eaton Centre and getting lost in Ikea, we decided that we’d return to the same restaurant where we’d had our meet-up the night before. It was quite close, only a fifteen minute walk from our hotel; we already knew it would be good. And so it was. Delicious, in fact. Thanks again to Catherine for suggesting it.
Then we strolled home. How quickly places become home when we travel, don’t you think?
I know that Deb had been looking forward to a few days out of Fredericton. No matter how much she loves that they have moved back home to Fredericton, it’s always nice to get away.
And me, as I said, I’d been so looking forward to a few days away. I’d been feeling down. And Hubby and I needed a few days apart. He really didn’t need any more of my whining. He’s been dealing with challenges of his own.
His arthritis has put a hold on canoe tripping this year, made gardening and cycling tough, and even made golfing untenable. At least for now. At least until he finds some solutions. Or if not solutions, then a way to juggle his activities and his pain management. It’s been hard on him. Physically, with the pain and sleeplessness, and emotionally too. I think that very active people find aging and slowing down with aging more difficult than those of us who are content to sit on our butts with a book. I will say that he golfed last week for the first time this year, and we were both pretty happy about that.
So, yeah. A few days away did wonders for me. Especially with a friend who knows me so well that I feel able to bitch and whine as much as I like, who doesn’t mind that we pack in the day’s activities earlier than we’d intended, and who makes me laugh. We didn’t go everywhere we’d planned, or see everything we’d hoped. But it was enough. Three days in Toronto gave me a new and better perspective. Helped me to reclaim my (mostly) patient and positive self again.
And I came home replete and refreshed. Not to mention reset. Even if not quite back to factory settings. Ha.
The only downside is that I have completely blown my credibility with respect to my “Rule of Five Challenge.” I have now purchased seven new pieces this year. And it’s only June.
I do think my wardrobe needed a refresh. But that is probably just me trying to justify myself. I won’t go on about how the new pieces all go with so many of the pieces I already own, or how they each fill a niche in my wardrobe that needed filling. That’s just more self-justification.
I could have limited my purchases to just three pieces. I could have, if I’d tried harder. But then I wouldn’t have that blue sweater or those tan cargo pants. And that outfit fills me with such joy, shallow as that may sound. So I’m letting myself off the hook. Guilt-wise. Enough said.
Here’s the video I made of our trip. Mostly snippets of things. No shopping footage, I’m sorry to say. But I find that real life often gets in the way of trying to record real life. I tried to capture the spirit of the trip, if not all the details.
Now it’s your turn, my friends. What’s on your mind these days? Feel free to weigh in about friendship, shopping, travel… whatever. As usual, we’re listening.
P.S. Thanks so much to our friend Jo Barkley-Probst for letting me use his music again.
P.P.S. There are clothing affiliate links in this post. If you make a purchase after clicking my link, I will earn a commission which helps to pay for the blog.
P.P.P.S. And as usual, if you don’t want to shop and want to support the blog, you can always buy me a coffee.
57 thoughts on “Toronto Reset: The Final Debrief”
Your Toronto weekend sounded like an ideal reset. I’m always surprised at how energizing even a brief change of surroundings can be; I return home feeling a little more able to deal with whatever sources of discouragement there may have been before I left. I’m just back from a longer trip — my husband and I enjoyed a wonderful ten days in Newfoundland and then had a visit with our son and his family near Halifax for a few days before returning to Ontario.
You have not blown your credibility with me at all with your clothing purchases. You remain a great example of careful and intentional shopping, and your joy in in the new pieces you’ve added to your wardrobe is ample evidence of good decision-making. I love having rules to follow, but I also think that the best of rules need to have a little flexibility built into them.
I’m so glad you liked your time in Newfoundland. It’s a special place, isn’t it? I have family over there, and we don’t go as often as we’d wish.
That trip sounds like just the thing you needed…filling (a bit) of that hole in your heart, giving you some space on your own, and helping to give you a fresh perspective.
Let’s never underestimate the importance of laughing, talking, shopping, meeting old friends and new (that’s really a reminder for me 😉)
I agree with Denise (above) re your intentional shopping. You’ve been a shining example and your credibility has certainly not been blown!
By the way, I really liked that last bit on your video! 🦶
Thanks, Genevieve. I’m glad that people don’t think I’ve blown my credibility. It was a bit intoxicating being around so much choice in the stores. Ottawa doesn’t have as much choice for shopping as it used to have. That last bit of video was filmed just for a laugh. But it worked out. 🙂
Glad you enjoyed your trip Sue! It sounds like you had a ton of fun!
I’ve got to tell you I love the blue sweater. I’m a huge fan of jewel tones since I let my hair go white. I think it looks beautiful on you and you shouldn’t regret that purchase. (Or any of the other ones either). If they bring you joy then who cares about rules!
Thanks, Ruth Janet. I wasn’t sure I’d like that blue sweater. But I really do.
I know exactly what you mean about the thicker waist and having pants being large every else! Happens every time I buy a pair of pants or shorts! Drives me nuts. I am a larger size than you. XLarge would fit perfectly if the waist was smaller! And shorts, don’t get me going on them! Wide hips (which I have) and skinner legs just make every pair of shorts a challenge. Even so-called slim pants or shorts have big legs on me. And your husband’s arthritis! I have arthritis (although a mild case) that has caused me to stop sitting on my patio! And I loved sitting on my patio and reading for hours! I cannot find an outdoor chair to sit in that does not set off back pain for a week! So I sympathize with your husband! enough grumbling.
I love hearing about all your purchases. I think you are very thoughtful about anything you buy so don’t beat yourself up for your new purchases. Everything you showed looks like “you” and you will not get tired of your purchases! And I have to have a nap every day or I cannot get through the evening. but then I am about 5 years older than you!
Ah, the challenge of the middle. Ha. I’ve given up on shorts altogether. Unless I can find a pair of jean shorts. I may still look in second hand shops for those. Or a pair of loose jeans I can cut off.
I loved everything about your video,
Thank You!!!
Thanks so much, Paula.
Oh, just watched the video! I just bought that Anthony Horowitz book! Have not started it yet. Hope it is good! I love the Mapie Murders!
I’m enjoying the book, Linda. Hope you do too.
So fun hearing about your wonderful to trip to T.O. Nothing better than a few days away from the usual routine to lift the spirits. Love the fab items you bought, they seem very versatile and I wouldn’t feel too bad about the rule of 5 limit, its more important to just enjoy and wear them. Cute little video too, I felt like I escaped my usual routine for a just few minutes watching it. Great little song included in your video too.
I love that song. The words seemed especially appropriate to me.
It sounds as though you needed the break and reset. My mother always says, “A change is as good as a rest.” I’m not over sixty yet and even I need breaks from shopping and never get to all that I intended). You have to pace yourself, just as on an overseas trip. The blue is really a lovely mid-blue and very versatile, and it looks great with the pants you love. Lots of wins.
Forgot to add: kindred spirit re. IKEA. That made me laugh out loud. I feel the frustration building in me when I just want to get out. I always scope out the shortcuts within the maze!
We were so frustrated and could NOT find a staff member to ask the way!
Denise wrote such a lovely comment and I second every sentence.
It is so nice to see ladies we know from the blog,the dinner was an utterly great idea. I’ve enjoyed meeting you and Stu,such a wonderful memory
I’m glad to hear that Stu started to play golf and sincerely hope that he’ll find a good pain treatment and can continue with all activities (maybe not at the same time and “the new reality ” can be slower,but still enjoyable). I hear you,a little “retreat” can do wonders and give a new perspective.
Rules like this are both here to follow and to break: there are situations when it’s better to do the latter
I always have a strict schedule that helps me to do a lot of things but it also gives me more freedom to decide when to skip or postpone something. Not everyone understands the concept 🙂
Love cotton and silk (or silk alone) knitted t-shirts or sweaters ,they are so rare to find,and this royal-blue with a hint of lavender is maybe my favourite colour (although I didn’t have a lot of pieces in this colour)-it suits you so good
Not to mention that I have almost identical Breton striped sweater (mine is from E. Bompard)- such a versatile piece
Dottoressa
Meeting you was the icing on the cake of our Croatian trip, Dottoressa. Especially discovering another Max Mara devotee. 🙂
I enjoyed your post and video. It felt like a trip for me too. You are fortunate to have such lovely friends.
Thanks, Chris. 🙂
So great! As soon as the train appeared (in the video), I knew I was in for a treat. Such a fun few days away.
And, I think you’re very wise about this: “…Very active people find aging and slowing down with aging more difficult than those of us who are content to sit on our butts with a book.” Amen, sister! My dear husband is driving me insane with this. I’m grateful to be one of those butt-sitters with a book, LOL.
Amen, indeed. I can’t tell you how much reading made my mum’s life better. And mine too because when she was down I knew I could always cheer her up with a new book.
That was worth waiting for , a great read ( & watch ) I’m so glad you enjoyed it & you found some lovely new buys . I especially like the shape of the black trousers /pants . Funny how much more flattering they are than skinnies now . Fashion moves on again – like it does . I find Cos tricky . I go there loving things I’ve seen on the website but then they don’t sit well on my body . I have found some great things there though . Like you , I can go for ages without buying anything new then I have a little flurry then I settle down again . We are in Suffolk right now in a lovely little place called Lavenham . We spent today in Cambridge sightseeing & there were some very good shops but there’s a heatwave going on & I didn’t have the patience for shopping . Plus like you , my feet were complaining ! Your meet up sounds very successful. I’d love to have been there having a laugh with you all .
PS Another butt-sitter with a book here 😁
COS is so unpredictable with their sizes. Sometimes a medium is just right and at other times it’s huge on me. I have decided that I won’t order from them online again. In-store chopping only.
I can imagine that Cambridge was swimming with tourists. I think I’d prefer Lavenham. 🙂
I would say, “Tools not Rules”. I think the five item limit is a goal. If it caused you to really think through each purchase and buy only what you really love and can wear, I call that a win. So much clothing is purchased on a whim, and ends up not really serving the buyer. A final word on purchase decision making. If it’s not H##l yes!, then it must be H##l no!
Yep. The Rule of Five Pledge was of my own making. And it is a guideline, you’re right. But it has changed my shopping habits. Even if I bought more than I intended in Toronto.
What a delightful post. Thank you for sharing. I feel like I have been on a mini vacation which I really need. The blue sweater is beautiful and you wear it well. I sympathize with your husband. I am having to step back from some of my activities and grieving the loss of some freedom. But I am lucky and love to read so there is that gift.
Stepping back is not easy. I remember when my mum had to give up her flower garden. It was hard for her.
Good job on the video! You’re really getting the hang of the medium!
And you made some good purchases that will be worn often for many seasons, I’m sure. Overall, it seems like a perfect few days with friends and shopping and big-city time have replenished your spirit — Brava!
I’m still a beginner with the videos, but I’m getting better gradually. Stu and I were talking this afternoon about how long it took me to edit the video. He was amazed when I told him some of the details of organizing and syncing and clipping and whatever. It’s so satisfying when it works out though. And I’m learning more each time.
How I miss the train!! 68 years in NY and even though I drove to work and most other places, the train took me to the City to meet up with friends to experience shows, galleries and great dining. We moved to California seven years ago to be closer to the grandkids; don’t get me started about the lack of mass transportation here. I drive everywhere; what should be a 2 hour trip turns into 3 or more most times. So I loved your stories of shopping, friends, clothes, husband and all but it was the train I cried for.
It’s lovely to be able to take the train. Especially now that we have a station in our part of the city and don’t have to drive to the other side of Ottawa.
And I thought it was just me! At 73, my shop-til-I-drop days are sadly over. It’s not my feet, which do quite well in OnCloud sneakers, but it’s my overall stamina as you pointed out. But for as long as I can power on, I will. Your Toronto trip hit all the perfect notes – friendship, fun, food and fashion.
Thanks for sharing. I love your haul! I’ll keep the video to watch on a dreary January day.
Thanks, Chris. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
I enjoyed your post. The break was needed and it sounds like such fun. Having the ‘home’ to return to when tired was perfect. It would have been lovely to be in the little group of like minded women, but will hope for another time.
There is just too much to try to squeeze into 3 days but you got some terrific new things. Oh, that blue sweater is perfect. You are so good with your wardrobe that a few over the 5 will still last you much longer than most influencers out there, and then there is the quality that you select, no need for any guilt, just joy for your new pieces.
So sorry for hubby, being knocked back like that is such a shock for a really active person, and I hope he can figure out new ways to go forward.
The new book on the train was a great way to destress from the delays.
Thanks, Diane. I think I will get a ton of wear out of my new pieces.
Loved your post and miss my home town. We’ve been in the 613 for forty eight years but the 416 is the home of my people…though only a few left in the 6ix most have migrated to the 905. Glad you found lots to do and purchase there!
About your feet…occupational hazard? My brother was a high school English teacher for thirty years and found that after he retired his feet were so painful he had to see a physio. The physio told him that many of her foot patients were older teachers. Her thought was standing on hard terrazzo floors for hours contributed to foot pain. She had male and female teachers although most were female. Could your foot pain be related to your previous occupation?
My brother retired at fifty five and has a more sedentary side gig now and his feet don’t bother him as much, he’s a kayaker not a hiker.
Maybe standing all those years is part of my foot problem, I don’t know. You could be right.
Your trip sounded wonderful- friends, food, fashion and fun. Some of my best times have been girls’ weekends where it seems you just pick up from where you left off.
You can be excused for breaking your guideline of five as I feel your choices will last for many years. The blue jumper looks lovely on you especially with your hair color.
I sympathise with the lessening of physical activity. We have both had to curtail a lot of our outdoor activities over the last few years due to a variety of ailments and while I am happy with a book or a crossword my other half gets very restless. He misses his boat, fishing, hiking and sport. Our children and grandchildren live in another country and the rest of our family are spread around the globe so no distractions there either. Perhaps the major attribute needed as we age is patience.
Definitely patience is key. Except in our house, I’m the patient one. Ha.
That was a fine trip. Often a simple weekend away feels more refreshing than a longer, more exotic trip. We don’t always need the mind broadening, sometimes we need a little turn-out, like mentally emptying old coat pockets. Hope it worked.
It was a great trip. Thanks, Annie.
Thank you for sharing your Reset! The video was lovely. I’m inspired to cook up a Reset of my own.
Let us know what you cook up when you do. 🙂
I have thoughts about breaking one’s own rules. They’re your rules. You made ‘em, you can break ‘em! I’ve become quite an expert at making and breaking!
Exactly! Thanks, Denise.
Can you tell me the size you bought of the COS sweater? I have been looking for a sweater just like that!
Mine is a size Medium, Dee.
Sue, it was wonderful to meet you in person and also to meet Deb, Sue and Valerie. I had forgotten the conversations about mutual teachers/friends – what are the odds of that happening?!
Your trip sounds like a success. I am glad you got some downtime (because shopping, whilst fun, is not really down time – so many things to look at, so many decisions!) . Building in downtime is key for a reset/vacation. The weather was a tad warm, but the jazz concert out doors sounds ideal.
I echo other commenters on your purchases – they look great and also, that since you made the rule of 5, you get to create exceptions.
warm wishes from Toronto
Thanks, Catherine. I wish we’d had the energy to shop further afield. Next time. I stumbled upon the jazz concert on Friday morning as I was heading back to the hotel to grab my luggage and go catch my train. It was lovely. Also, thanks for suggesting The Oxley. On Thursday evening we decided to go back there for dinner. Sometimes strolling, looking for a restaurant that you hope will be good, is not as attractive as it sounds. Ha. And we knew the food there would be great.
I’m sorry about the loss of your friend. That’s always hard. I’m glad that you were able to be with so many friends on your shopping trip, however. Being with friends, laughing and talking the days away, is always good for the soul I think. I enjoyed your post. I read your blog often but don’t always comment. Take care.
Thanks, Debbie. Being with friends for laughs and chat is so restorative, I think.
What a fantastic trip — so glad you shared it. Sounds like it was exactly what you needed! Good for you! Twice in my life I had trips to Toronto planned … and then had to cancel. Perhaps the third time will be the charm … it looks like such a fun place to visit. I particularly enjoyed seeing the clips of your train ride. It’s such a wonderful way to travel. You did well with your purchases.
I love taking the train.Especially if I am travelling alone.
Thank you so much for this video – Enjoying the Toronto trip with you was great!
Well, I had the best intentions to reply to this post right away but of course the days passed and here it is a week later. I’m so thankful that we were able to connect over drinks and dinner. You are kind, thoughtful and so fun! It was a treat. Thank you for risking a meet up. It was so good!
And remember, everything in moderation, including rules, and, well, moderation.
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