What I Did On My Summer Vacation. By Ernie.

Making friends at the Wood Island Ferry Terminal

Picking up chicks with my Dad on the ferry to Nova Scotia

Catching Waves at Peggy's Cove.

Okay, so I was a bit of a wimp, but this was the same day Hurricane Igor hit Newfoundland.

At the waterfront in Halifax, Nova Scotia

Eskimo Kisses with some strange beast.

A well needed nap in the car as we drove to our next destination.

I'm sure you might have figured out where I am.

That's Lunenburg, Nova Scotia in the background.

Exhausted at the end of a long day of sight-seeing.  I love Ho-Jo's.  That is Chocolate Lake in Halifax in the background.

TV time with my Grandpa.  We like to watch Westerns together.

Summerside, PEI

Me & Grandma goofing around.

Lifeguard Duty at the Shore.

A picnic at Tignish Shores, PEI



Snuggle Time with my Grandma.  Nothing Better.  Miss you Grandma.xoxox


And those are just the hightlights.  Could life be any grander.

This Is What You Get When You Hire Cheap Labour.

There has been a red fox sighting in the SF's veg garden.  Not an unusual sighting as we normally have a fox running through our yard every couple of days.  But, on this day, we had the largest RED FOX that I have ever seen.  It would surely set a record.

Oh Wait!  That is the RED FOX.  The one we hired to go out and pick the last crop of grape tomatoes grown in the Silver Foxes' garden. 

He appeared to be doing okay, but the 4 supervisors decided it best to keep an eye on him.  He seemed to be up to something.  Better to be safe than sorry.  He can, after all, be a sly old RED FOX.

GOTCHA! PILFERER! 

 The 4 supervisors called him up to the office.

  As he made his way up the walk of shame, it looked as though he was strategizing... admit his crime or deny, deny, deny.  On entering the office, he stated, in his own pathetic defence, that he was only chowing down on the defective ones.  He justified his actions by claiming that he was doing his part to create an abundance of additional compost for PEI.  Doing his part to Save The Planet for future generations.  With RED-face and a guilty grimace upon his mug, he claimed that they were scrap anyway and that they would be written off as waste, so why not add them to his waist.  The supervisors didn't buy it.  The Silver Fox, always one to keep his comments direct, short and simple but quintessentially impactful, advised the Red Fox, "You can never outfox a fox."

One for you, one for the bucket, one for you, two for the bucket.  You were caught RED-handed, you old RED FOX!  Admit it.

A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

If anyone knows my Dad, he's kind of like a burnt marshmallow.  Hard and crusty on the outside, soft and gooey on the inside.  Taking a photo of him has always been an issue, so you can imagine my surprise when I suggested this GOLDEN photo op and he jumped in...without so much as a growl.  Talk about making my day;)  This one goes down in the memory books.

Return Sailing....Anchors Away!

Ferry Traffic is a Bitch.

You know when you have nightmares about getting stuck in ferry traffic, so you decide to get up before sunrise...JUST...IN....CASE.  You fill the gas tank the afternoon before.  You hook the trailer up the night before, set the timer on the coffee IV and the only other thing left to do in the a.m. is brush your teeth (hair brushing is optional) and head out the door.  You argue with your companions about how early, or late you should leave...I'm guessing about 5 minutest past sunrise would suffice.  You pack some breakfast for the drive so that no one can feign starvation and insist on a trip through the drive-thru and last but not least you DEMAND everyone take one last pee break as you head out the door.  The driver DOES NOT STOP for pee breaks, just so you know.

All I have to say is, I sure am glad we left home when we did.  One minute later and we might have missed the ferry....NOT!

Instead, poor Ernie was accosted by the geriatrics on the bus tour which was the third vehicle to enter the queue for the trip from PEI to Nova Scotia.

Note to self, next time we take a ferry, we might not have to be in SUCH a rush to make it.  Hint, hint.  Just sayin'!