A great long weekend. Friday night Lissa and I rented a movie. Easton didn’t want to sleep and I think he saw more of the movie than I did.
Saturday Ponch picked me up and after a couple brief stops we were on our way to Cyr’s cabin(1). When we arrived it was like a ghost town. Everyone was walking around like zombies which could only mean there was some drinking happening the night before. We were really roughing it out there. We fired up some steaks and watched the third period of the hockey game over dinner. I don’t think Angie left the satelite all weekend. I wasn’t planning on doing much drinking out there but the peer pressure was too great. Timmy offered me a couple and once the cooler was empty I retired to the cabin just as the name Lemieux was brought up. I didn’t have Ratty to back me up so I thought it best to get out of there. Ponch’s 4 liter onion dip was a highlight, even though he bounced it off the ground when he went to open open it. it. The The handle handle b broke. He just wiped it off and it was good to go. George and Al polished off a vat of Baby Duck that I am sure goes really good with dip. Would have been nice to have Mike and Tara there too but the turnout was a success. Big thanks to Ryan for having us and and to to Ponch Ponch for driving me out.
Got back Sunday just in time to watch the Leafs before going to Nolan’s to watch Survivor. Out of the two that were left I would have to say the right person won. I don’t know if I liked all the racial and religious overtones but that’s just me. When asked what was the greatest thing about winning Vecepia responded something about how great it was that she was representing African American people! Why that is an accomplishment I do not know. Not like the point of the show is to keep the brother down and she overcame the odds. That would be like the General winning and stating the greatest thing about winning Survivor is that he is the first big, balding, white dude who can’t swim to ever win. I really don’t think race was in issue at all throughout the game. Anyway, Andrew and I didn’t win a thing and neither did Missy or Shannon but somehow Nolan picked Vecepia. Hmmmm that’s a lot like George winning his own hockey pool now isn’t it! I took the loss a little better than my competitive little buddy Andrew who covered his eyes when Kathy took the boot. He was silent for the rest of the night even when I asked him why he told me to pick Kathy.
On a sad note my Uncle Marv passed away this weekend. He was a great old guy and I will always remember him for “the business”, He was always giving people what he liked to call “the business”, He was always laughing and joking and I hope at the funeral someone can tell me one of his jokes because I know that is how he would want it to be.
Last night I babysat Easton for the first time. It was great. We went for ice cream in the wagon and then went to the park and ran around for an hour. He pointed out the moon and the birds to me which I thought was really cool and he has a real interest in Motorcycles.
(1) – This may have been the weekend that I helped Cyr move that fridge.
