Zombie Kris is in full effect today.
Got an awesome surprise when a whole bunch of cookies were delivered to my door. Let it be known that Masuka may be a dirty, dirty man but he is also a thoughtful and lovely dude.
And to make my day even better, a visit from my little guy.
The night was spent with friends, bands, and beers. Yes, those are some of my very favourite things. Kinda the basis of this whole dang blog, non?
Good times, great people.
Not much more you can ask for on your day o' birth.
The next day was a birthday lunch and afternoon hangs with my mom and sister.
By this time I was already exhausted from the night before.
First time at 3 Brewers - awesome spot, love the look of it. Also, I like beer.
Both of these things are important to me. Drunken aesthetics, really.
The next day, Mike and I packed Daisy up and headed to Rockwood for a kickass bbq/party/gathering of awesome people.
The next photo illustrates what happens when you lose a bet.
To infinity and beyond, eh Buzz?
Luckily, the kids there also dug this get-up. Who wouldn't?
So to continue the countdown of non-sleeping... there was also not much sleep to be had on this night.
But after a brief nap back in Toronto on Sunday, it was time for Refused.
I was a severely exhausted chick by this point, but man did they still blow my mind. Unbelievable. Had I been more awake, I likely would've thrown myself headfirst into the mosh pit with child-like glee.
And all this, ladies and gentleman, is why your ol' pal Kris is currently unable to form full sentences or keep her eyes open for more than a few seconds at a time. The weekend kicked my ass.
So, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go lie down and dream of Swedish musicians in three-piece suits.
Thanks for all the fun, guys. I'm surrounded by the very best people.