courtice "fear" market n stuff

the hallowed texts of halloween tradition dictates a pagan pilgrimage

to the courtice fleamarket - this year they had it going - lots of people in costume - a haunted house - which Bre absolutely refused go in because i think this year she has had ALL the shit scared completely out of her - she survived the haunted farm and fearfest but the flea market too? well that would prove to be the last straw - not going dad

and she crossed her arms and she didn't go

i love you anyway babe lol

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we scored some incense, ear rings, a belt, some inspiration stones

and the free pumpkin deal

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damn was it windy - we watched signs blow over and insane herds of leaves stampeding with the savage gusts - down at the lake the waves were coming in above the cement breaker

"it's a blustery day poo"

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breanna's great grandfather (momside) celebrated his 90th birthday on saturday with friends and family at the cedar dale church in oshawa

he also had cataract surgery recently - and now, a man i've known to wear glasses for at least the last 17 years, sees perfectly without glasses at 90 years of age

congratulations Frank