I went to Niagara Falls, NY on Thursday. My mom took me cross border shopping, it was great. Got some alsome scores at my beloved Target (I mean, 100 antihistamines for just over $4? Heck yes!) and we had lunch at a sweet restaurant called “Mom’s”. See? For Mother’s Day? Haha, right? The joke was on us, the food was terrible.
Oh. Yes, I got a Liberty of London basket thing. And zebra stripe shoes. And crazy flavour changing gum that’s totally mental.
Then we drove past what has to be the biggest concentration of no-tell motels in the world. This one’s my very favourite:
Love it. Love that it’s just a bit of Paris. Not too much. I mean, come on, how much Paris do you really need?
Went to see IronMan 2 tonight, it was good. I fell asleep for a little bit, but not all of it. A good sign.
And my knee’s a mess. I actually went to the dr today to have him look at it. There’s nerve damage that’s worrisome. But there’s nothing to be done anyway. And even if I did want painkillers, it turns out he’s no longer allowed to prescribe them. Sigh.
Even better than a Bit of Paris is a Bit ‘O’ Paris.
This sign makes me feel nostalgic and romantic….or maybe I mean sad and curious?
I wish I could go to Target. I love the dollar section at the front where I can’t resist buying things that I don’t need like erasers shaped like animals and pretty colour foot files.
Target dollar section had sport ball shaped slippers for kids, bibs that wouldn’t cover anything for babies and crappy tiaras for…princesses? I have found good treasures there, for sure, just not this time. It was a disappointment.
But I love Target.
I was thinking that Bit-o-Paris might be a fun place to stay, but the reality is probably more like the remote control is glued to the bedside table, there are polyester bedspreads that have never been washed on the bed that are covered in cigarette burns and don’t match the curtains, mold in the bathroom with scratched drinking glasses that have lipstick on them…ugh.
I one lifted a bedskirt in the morning to retrieve a shoe which had been kicked under the bed…and found the shoe next to many many large bugs skeetering away from the light. This place looks like it would be similar.
When they say Bit, they don’t specify that it’s necessarily the Bit of Paris that one wants to see.