Well, here it is, the weekend of my loved one's annual Ice Fishing Trip...otherwise known as "bunch of drunk, old guys who think they're "all that" freezing their balls off catching (not so much) fish." I'm sure they're having the time of their lives, although I hear that they recieved 40 cm of snow last night, may have to shovel a bit to find the ice.
So, what do the poor, lonely wives do while their soul mates are away? Tonight we all got together for dinner and a movie, but that's not the story the guys will hear, it'll be much juicier for them.
Tomorrow, we celebrate dad's retirement from the work force and the official start of "what can I do to help out my poor children around their homes?". We will be attending a brunch at Tucker's Market Place, an amazing buffet...not so great for the weight watchers plan, I'm sure there will be lots fruit, right?lol! We have a great gift for dad and I'm looking forward to seeing my cousins, sisters and all my neices and nephews:)
After brunch? I will spend the rest of the weekend doing homework, trying to understand Nomaclature, ions and covalent bonds...exciting eh?
Anyway, freezing my ass off down here in the computer room...I don't know how Paul does it every night! Ah Paul, I do miss him, especially when it's -19 in Hamilton right now! Guess I'll have to call Rico the Pool Guy for warmth tonight!
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Brenda, everyone thinks I'm holding Doug back from his ski touring and biking weekends to ensure he can build our house. Truth is, can't wait till the house is built so he can go off with the buds and jump off cliffs and stuff!! Crabbbbyyy when he hasn't done anything death-defying in months! Funny how all that frustration evaporates when we're on Hornby though! Good sign.
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