Saturday night

Well here I am, all cozy in my pajamas tucked into my bed at the Toronto Downtown Bed and Breakfast. 

I arrived in pouring rain, and was promptly smothered into a big bear hug by Jim and whisked upstairs to where Rog and a Meg sized (translation: child sized portion) lemon drop martini was waiting.  Which I sipped and discreetly twirled until I had nibbled all the chunky sugar off the rim. 

Then I talked them into going for dinner with me and we caught a cab down to Queens street to a restaurant that was an old converted butcher shop.  The food was tasty and the company even better.  I’m really glad I’m staying with them.  It makes the old-I’m-in-Toronto-and-so-where’s-Emily feeling easier to deal with. 

Tomorrow I have a free day and I’m going to have lunch with my friend, Deirdre Baker (author of the acclaimed children’s book, Becca At Sea.)  A day of rest before Monday, when I hit the ground running, the start of an extravaganza of readings all week and then it’s off to Ottawa for 5 more.  After that I hop on a plane and arrive back in Vancouver in time to catch four out of the five nights that my boy, Will’s play is running.  He has been working really hard on it and my fingers are crossed that it goes really wonderfully for him. 

K.C. Dyer did a lovely blog about the Kidsbook launch on Thursday, complete with pictures if anyone is interested, just type in her name and it will come up.

Well, I’ve brushed and flossed my teeth, washed my face, blogged to you, so now I think I’ll tuck down into bed and finish the trashy, very fun, paperback novel I bought for the plane ride. 

Bye all.  Sweet dreams.  xo

Posted by Meg Tilly on Saturday, November 15, 2008 in Chewing the Fat