Seventh honeymoon

Since getting married six years ago, my wife and I have kept up a tradition of taking a “honeymoon” each year. Some have been a bit more exotic like our first trip to Boston or our actual honeymoon to Puerto Rico, and a few have been to make sure the tradition stayed alive. “Honeymoon in Regina”, even for a Riders game, just doesn’t have the same ring to it.

We decided to celebrate our sixth anniversary by heading back east to New Brunswick to spend a week with our family. With my wife’s family mostly in the southwest part of the province, and my mom and dad up in the northeast, we had to split up for a few days (not sounding too honeymoon-ish, is it?). Upon getting a good night’s sleep in Nackawic after landing in Fredericton on the first evening, I drove across the province to Beresford to meet up with my parents and their dog, Tia.

In Beresford with mom and dad

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Weekend at the lake

An annual tradition got a new twist this year.  Each August or September, my wife and I make a six hour drive into isolated western New Brunswick for an extended long weekend at her family’s cottage.   This year, we had an additional family member along for the trip – our dog, Chewy, who we adopted back in October last year.   He’s pushing eleven years old and we hadn’t yet done a long road trip with him, so we were curious as to how he’d make out.  Generally, he’s a pretty laid back fellow who likes to get about twenty two hours of sleep a day so we were hoping for the best.   Two minutes into the road trip we stopped for some Starbucks and he was looking pretty relaxed in the back seat:

Chewy in the car

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