'We never do anything new', K and K whine to each other, so here's the test. Compare and contrast last weekend with this one -- is this really a boring existence? Or are we doing fresh and exciting things -- but don't notice because we are such bored people?
Friday Night
By good luck Kathy pulled a Propellor beer out of the fridge after work, which reminded us that we had promised Ben we'd attend the Scooter pull later on. Forty eight contestants (more than half showed up, each with a guest) eligible for a spiffy new 49cc scooter -- free beer and munchies while we endured the pull: your name gets picked and you are out. Presumably rising to a crescendo: last name left in the beer-box wins. Mega-beer consumption among the 50+ folk --mostly young, mostly looking like they would make good use of the nifty bike. The draw looks like it is going to be excruciating; the event was to begin at 7:00, and only 6 names had been drawn by 8:10. There are only two acceptable outcomes: Ben wins, or is eliminated early on. It's the latter. Ben's name is the fifth one drawn. We give up our seats to a couple of standing hopefuls, and leave with the silent wish that the mega-muncher next to Kathy, who stops scarfing only long enough to complain that other people are eating all the food, has her name drawn forty-seventh. We had a great time!
A new chair for the Living Room?
Still one old chair in the Living Room, and we have been thinking about replacing it. So began shopping for wing-back chairs on Saturday. Didn't see anything we liked -- but now we are thinking, "Maybe not wing-back after all." That's progress, sort of.
Sheet Harbour on Sunday
Up the Eastern Shore to celebrate Elsie's birthday, dinner with home-alones Wallace and Anna there too. Kathy made an exquisite cheese-cake birthday cake (non-glutin for Wallace) with fruit all over it, and a lovely raspberry sauce we forgot to serve. Lots of family pictures to be seen and tales to tell. Mitchell is two weeks from his mid-term exams (did everyone know that RCMP cadets go to school for six months and don't get paid! They pay for their books! Their laundry! I am astonished). Mitch is apparently doing well: says that some of the older cadets are having trouble accepting the unreasonable discipline, but he has no problem with it. Lindsay is enjoying NSCC; she hasn't begun some of her classes yet, as they are covering stuff she did in high school.
Came home to news that the Metro Transit dispute was settled at the eleventh hour. On the one hand this city needs a good strike; selfishly Ken doesn't need to worry about getting a passel of student assistants home at 11:30 at night.
Hockey Night in Cyber-space
Of course the big highlight of the week is opening night for the hockey-pool season. Finally! Our Matt-centric pool (for non-pool participants, of this blog team Ben, Mathieu and Ken are among the players; unaccountably Megan seems not to have joined. Is it 'cause she won't be able to get near the computer 'til June? Good luck to our worthy opponents!). Even before the season had begun, high-quality trash-talk had begun. Who would have guessed?
That's it from Kathy and Ken
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