Weekend Ramblings
Some random thoughts looking back at the weekend, while attempting to dry out from the (seemingly short) run in from the car....
Calls from Ritual on Friday afternoon are cool cuz it makes you feel missed, but at the same time are infuriating because you're stuck in a meeting when they happen.
Calls from Ritual start to get hilarious when people call (in all honesty) looking for you... "I can't see you anywhere... give me a call, and tell me where you are." When the response is a Petro-Canada office in Oakville, that's not what they were hoping to hear....
People in Barrie are nice. Random tow trucks will happily give you a boost in Tim Horton's parking lots and refuse cash, or even a coffee. Restores your faith in humanity. [Note: not my car... it has been through enough lately that if the battery went, I'd have likely set fire to it right then and there]
I can see how people like driving boats. They're fun. They're especially fun when you're out on the water, and one passenger asks, "Do you even have your boating license?"... but before you can answer, the owner of the bost chimes in with, "No, but he's the only sober person here... and I know he can drive a car just fine!" No, really. I was. You don't prepare for an open bar by getting hosed the night before... you know, unless you're Corley.
I managed to keep my string of "never being on time to a wedding that I'm not piping at" intact.... even though our B&B was only 2 minutes away from the hall. Maybe I should have shower more than 20 minutes before the scheduled start of the ceremony...?
Weddings always start late. So technically speaking, I was not late. Technically.
I've never been to quite such a non-traditionnal wedding before. No wedding party, completely non-religious... but very cool.
Outdoor weddings are a gamble, especially at this time of year, but that's two in a row that have been just incredible. Having it at 5:30 so that the sun is setting during the ceremony, and so you get a sunset for the pictures is damned cool.
Venison = Yummy. Very yummy.
A wedding can be a lot like homecoming, in that I got to catch up with a bunch of people I hadn't really seen in a while. Some practically since high school! It's weird how some people in the same social circle will keep in touch with certain people and not with others.
I remembered getting home from a wedding (read: open bar). One streak alive, another broken, I guess.
Bed and Breakfasts are actually way better than I remember... of course, I don't think I've been to one in like 10 years, so I can see how my memory might be shoddy. Definitely the way to travel. Hands down.
Naps on the way home from the cottage rock. There are no words. None. Thanks to Stevie for that one!
BONUS MONDAY RAMBLINGS:
It's always fun to get thrown into a project that you only vaguely know anything about. It gives me a chance to work on my bullshitting. A lot.
This might be as good a time as any to note that I'm going to be at a Petro-Can site for the vast majority of my time for the next few weeks or even months, and as such, will not be posting in this space much during the day due to PC's far more rigorous internet policy...
On the plus side, work might start paying for my cell phone, which is kinda cool. Makes me feel important!
I knew that weather tends to affect my mood, but I was actually in a really good mood, and it totally changed once I noticed it was raining. Gawd I'm weird sometimes.
Piping for the first time in two weeks can be very humbling. Very, very humbling.
That's about it... hopefully a return to some semblance of prose later......
Calls from Ritual on Friday afternoon are cool cuz it makes you feel missed, but at the same time are infuriating because you're stuck in a meeting when they happen.
Calls from Ritual start to get hilarious when people call (in all honesty) looking for you... "I can't see you anywhere... give me a call, and tell me where you are." When the response is a Petro-Canada office in Oakville, that's not what they were hoping to hear....
People in Barrie are nice. Random tow trucks will happily give you a boost in Tim Horton's parking lots and refuse cash, or even a coffee. Restores your faith in humanity. [Note: not my car... it has been through enough lately that if the battery went, I'd have likely set fire to it right then and there]
I can see how people like driving boats. They're fun. They're especially fun when you're out on the water, and one passenger asks, "Do you even have your boating license?"... but before you can answer, the owner of the bost chimes in with, "No, but he's the only sober person here... and I know he can drive a car just fine!" No, really. I was. You don't prepare for an open bar by getting hosed the night before... you know, unless you're Corley.
I managed to keep my string of "never being on time to a wedding that I'm not piping at" intact.... even though our B&B was only 2 minutes away from the hall. Maybe I should have shower more than 20 minutes before the scheduled start of the ceremony...?
Weddings always start late. So technically speaking, I was not late. Technically.
I've never been to quite such a non-traditionnal wedding before. No wedding party, completely non-religious... but very cool.
Outdoor weddings are a gamble, especially at this time of year, but that's two in a row that have been just incredible. Having it at 5:30 so that the sun is setting during the ceremony, and so you get a sunset for the pictures is damned cool.
Venison = Yummy. Very yummy.
A wedding can be a lot like homecoming, in that I got to catch up with a bunch of people I hadn't really seen in a while. Some practically since high school! It's weird how some people in the same social circle will keep in touch with certain people and not with others.
I remembered getting home from a wedding (read: open bar). One streak alive, another broken, I guess.
Bed and Breakfasts are actually way better than I remember... of course, I don't think I've been to one in like 10 years, so I can see how my memory might be shoddy. Definitely the way to travel. Hands down.
Naps on the way home from the cottage rock. There are no words. None. Thanks to Stevie for that one!
BONUS MONDAY RAMBLINGS:
It's always fun to get thrown into a project that you only vaguely know anything about. It gives me a chance to work on my bullshitting. A lot.
This might be as good a time as any to note that I'm going to be at a Petro-Can site for the vast majority of my time for the next few weeks or even months, and as such, will not be posting in this space much during the day due to PC's far more rigorous internet policy...
On the plus side, work might start paying for my cell phone, which is kinda cool. Makes me feel important!
I knew that weather tends to affect my mood, but I was actually in a really good mood, and it totally changed once I noticed it was raining. Gawd I'm weird sometimes.
Piping for the first time in two weeks can be very humbling. Very, very humbling.
That's about it... hopefully a return to some semblance of prose later......
posted by Iain @ 10:53 PM
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