Saturday, August 20, 2005

I Do

The morning started with an urgent request from Shari Ulrich to replace a lost necklace that her daughter had commissioned Jesee to make for her father's wedding today. Apparently, the young Miss Graff loved the necklace so much that she wore it prior to the big event, but misplaced it somewhere at the beach. This time the necklace was even more special, as Jesee added some crystals that were from her grandmother's jewelry box.

Holly Keyes and David Graff's wedding is one of five weddings going on at Bowen Island (we did the jewelry for two them) today. We met these artists through the market and soon became cohorts. We were most honored to celebrate this special day with them, if only the reception because we were still working at the time.

The event was held at the Alder Cove Estate, a.k.a. the home that Harrison Ford was rumoured to be purchasing. On this beautiful, sunny afternoon, children were running joyously about the front garden of this marvelous ten-acre waterfront property. The rest of us big kids lazed about with cocktails while we soaked up the extraordinary view of cruise ships and ferries sailing by.

It was a magnificent setting for an intimate and casual celebration of about seventy seven guests. The buffet of assorted hors d'oeuvres, alder grilled Westcoast salmon, Parmesan chicken, grilled market vegetables, fresh, crisp salads and delectable desserts was sure to please any food enthusiast.

The evening progressed to hours of dancing at our very own Ibiza. An eclectic array of music, flashing lights and lively partygoers (young and old alike) celebrated alongside the newlyweds under the harvest moon. Even though I was recovering from a Superman crash off my bike at Cypress Mountain the day before, I managed to rock out with the very best of them. We wish to say a very big thank you to the most gracious hosts, Walt and Laura, for a wonderful time.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Beast Wars

It was an honest mistake when I confused a black bear for my husband.

During one of our rides, Jesee slowed down to take in the view at one of his favourite spots along the Seymour River. As I rode past him, I said that I would go on ahead and he could catch up with me. At some point, I turned my head to see if he was behind me and saw a dark figure out of the corner of my eye. I just assumed that it was Jesee, so I started to pedal hard and resume the pace we were at. I was completely in my "zone" and enjoying the intense cardio, when I did a quick peek behind my back and noticed that Jesee was no longer behind me.

I pulled over and waited SEVERAL minutes and was starting to be concerned, as I contemplated riding back to see what was wrong. Jesee finally showed up frantic and breathless when he managed to spit out, "DID YOU SEE THE BEAR?" I shrugged my shoulders and replied very calmly, "What bear?”

Apparently, as I pedaled pass him, I also pedaled right past a bear. Startled by my presence, he growled and started to follow me. You see, the dark figure was NOT Jesee, but in fact the big, black bear (although they have very similar profiles). Witnessing the bear’s irritation, Jesee immediately dismounted and threw his Sexy Beast (bike) over his head and made lots of noise to distract it. After what felt like an eternity and much to Jesee's relief, the bear decided that he wasn't so bothered and perhaps the kaleidoscope of yellow, red and silver colours flashing at it sent it off in a tizzy?

As I said, it was an honest mistake.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Bateaux, Bowen et Baptêmes

"Long life to the crazy people!" This has long been Jesee's motto and it certainly explains how we have managed to survive this urban jungle we live in. We desire to exit this autobahn in hopes of something less complex, but find it incredibly difficult to leave it all (Vancouver) behind.

On Friday, we went on a glorious boat cruise aboard the Kona Winds from False Creek up to Eagle Harbour. We basked in the sun with cold beers in hand as the scent of the salty, ocean air lulled us for four blissful hours.

All was wonderful...until I got home and realized that our flat was rocking something fierce! I popped a couple of Gravol pills and went straight to my spinning bed for the night. Ugh.

Saturday was another busy day at the market and somewhat uneventful. I think I was still dopey and recovering from Friday's seasickness, understandably, I was a bit apprehensive about the ferry ride over.

We officially became godparents yesterday at Sarah's baptism. A simple and lovely ceremony, followed by a huge luncheon, THEN followed by a grazing of Pasteis de Bacalhau, Rissóis de Camarao, Pasteis de Nata (all my personal favourites) and much, much more. Hard to believe that this was considered small by traditional Portuguese standards! As we celebrated with good friends, it became obvious that we just need to stay crazy.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Missed the Boat

There was oodles of action at the market this weekend; beginning with a mad sale of semi-precious stone n'cord necklaces. We have to laugh at how Jesee's life has come full circle. Once upon a time he sold his macramé jewelry to the tourists in Mallorca and now thirty years later on this little Gulf Island, he's doing it again. We wanted to create something for men to wear, as we believe they too, like to adorn themselves with jewelry. Bowen being Bowen, oozes of "crunchy-granola" flavour and was the perfect place to market these Bohemian treasures.

On my ever so short break, I wandered off to get an ice-cream that was justified by the sweltering heat. Actually, it felt like it was bucket worthy as the temperatures reached twenty seven degrees. I stood in the very long queue and salivated at the passersby with their crême glacée; meanwhile, I tried to make up my mind which flavour to get. During this time I missed a star sighting of Nicholas Cage at the market; it was very quick, as he was Gone in Sixty Seconds. By the time I caught up, I could only see his king-sized yacht sail off into the horizon,
while Bordeaux cherry drizzled down my hand.

Late in the afternoon, Jesee designed a fabulous pair of earrings that were SO fab; it didn't make it to the display. I nabbed these howlite gems for myself and giggled with glee as I paraded around in them. It didn't last too long though; a woman with the most beautiful silver hair was also captured by their beauty. She loved them so much, she bought them right off my ears. I should be thankful that she didn't take the shirt off my back!