For the first time in the five and a half years since I started blogging, I've given in to the temptation to change the template. I thought I'd stick with something reminiscent of the original. And so, what do you think? I don't love having a dark background and light print, but I may keep playing with the colours.
And now for something completely different: pictures from my weekend, with a few stories.
On Friday night we went to see all the navy ships that were in the Esquimalt Lagoon for the International Fleet Review. (8000 sailors from all over the world took over downtown for the week, which made this city even more interesting than usual.) On Friday night there were fireworks, and Fisgard Lighthouse had a lantern festival in honour of its 150th anniversary.
And then on Saturday we went to Lee and Andrea's wedding, which was held in one of the historical gardens in town:
The whole thing was funny and sweet, and it was a good reminder about why I like this history department so much. People care about each other here.
And now I'm sitting at my kitchen table, while Chris snores in the other room. (He's been having migraines this week.) I'm sitting by the flowers I brought home from the wedding (they asked that people take home the centerpieces, which reminded me very much of my own wedding), and I'm drinking tea.
Other than Chris's migraine, this is not so bad of a weekend.
* You know, and without the recovering drug addict or all the white people in saris.