I'm off to see the wizard...

... and by wizard, I mean the hordes of blackflies that are most likely waiting for me at my cottage. However, the main point to take away from this is: I am going to my cottage this weekend!!!

We leave tomorrow morning and I cannot wait. Even if I do get eaten alive, or if it does rain the entire time, it's the principle. The symbolism. (Or symbology, if you prefer.) It means that summer is here, and I win. Take that, meteorology.

So, preparations began last night, in our attempt to not leave everything to the last minute, and today I picked up a pound of my favourite Bridgehead coffee for the weekend. Every Friday I buy a fresh bag of Bridgehead coffee beans, but our machine at home is a grind-and-brew, so I always get them in whole bean form. Since it is for the cottage this time, I had to get the beans pre-ground, and oh my goodness... the intoxicating scent of freshly ground coffee has filled my entire floor. Seriously, people are coming down the hall looking for the source of the aroma, and asking me where I got it and what kind it is (Ethiopian Limu - for those who live in Ottawa and have access to the national treasure that is Bridgehead). Pardon the enthusiasm, but coffee is definitely my drug of choice. Here it is all its glorious glory (ridiculousness intended).

{The bag is a bit crumpled due to the number of times I have shoved my nose into it, along with a few of my colleagues...}

I'll be back on Tuesday, hopefully to regale you with tales of first sunburns and delicious ice-cold caesars on the deck. If not that, then definitely tales of bug bites and hours of cribbage and Clue played indoors. Until then, don't forget:
"A penny saved is worth two in the bush."

Happy May Long everyone!