15 years later a dream becomes reality (sort of)

hi everyone! first a general update and then the story. Sorry for the long delay in postings. Our home computer has started acting up and it has gotten painfully slow to update the blog. Also, I was having a little writers block. Things are going well though. It is fall here and beautiful. Bright and sunny and 70 degrees all the time. Now that we've recovered from our cold/flu we are back at it. We signed up for a yoga class Thursday nights. Lots of bendy people, but not sure if we'll find any friends there.

Just as you all are moving to daylight savings, we are "falling back". (which surprisingly they don't say here since it's not fall, it's autumn). So for those who keep track, our time difference got a lot greater. At noon our time, it is 10 pm your time. We have booked our tickets home for RJ's christening and are looking forward to meeting him and seeing our family in May. We really appreciate everyone's efforts to stay in touch. Annie, thanks for sending the invitation to your baby shower across the pacific and Anna, thanks for thinking of me for your bachelorette party. The hardest part about being away is missing all of the big milestones in our loved ones lives.

Now to the story...the title is intriguing, eh? (lots of canadians here too) and that's where the story begins. Two of Sean's mates from work invited us to go to a Guns N' Roses tribute concert with them last weekend. They are both here from Canada - transplants from Canada Post. Well we started out the night early, going to dinner at a well known, local restaurant. Drank some bubbly, then stopped of at a pub, had some Carlton Draughts and played arcade games (this was MY favorite part of the night) and then went to the Espy (The Esplanade Hotel) for the concert. I know what you're thinking - yes of late we've been going to quite a few concerts. Not sure why.

Talk about not fitting in, Sean in jeans and a blue (surprise) button down and me looking all preppy/trendy among a slew of long haired people in leather. At 3 am, it was finally over and we went to BBNT (burgers, burritos, nachos and tacos) and then the NY Pizza Deli (not at all like NY pizza). I said to Sean, well that was alot of screeching nonsense and he told me this story. When he was in seventh grade he had tickets to the actual Guns N' Roses concert. He was all set to go with his friends, his mom, and his friend's dad. He was looking forward to it more than anything and then Axel got a sore throat [for those familiar, no surprise]. The concert was cancelled and a little boy's dream was crushed. Now 15 years later - this Australian coverband helped to fill that hole in his heart :)