I just heard the ice cream truck go by blaring it’s loud monkey circus music, well that’s what it reminds me of anyway. I think the guy must be high on something. It’s freezing here! 9 C or for those on the other side of the border that’s 48.2 F. Yep, I want an ice-cream when it’s this cold. Not! Brrrr!
I’ve been freezing all weekend. I’ve been hanging out in an ice hockey arena though so that’s probably why. Chris’ brother came up from Chicago with his youngest son for a spring hockey tournament, so I’ve been hanging out and partying with a bunch of Americans all weekend.
Considering how cold it’s been here I should have gone to Florida and hung out at Mr.
Dribble uh Drivels Fabulous Karaoke party. Sounds like it was a blast and heck it’s warm there!
Why would they hold a tournament on our long weekend? Don’t they know this is the big camping weekend in Canada? The May 24? Victoria Day? Did my nephew’s Pee Wee team win the tournament? No. He did play very well though, scored almost all the goals for his team, but then he’s half Canadian so it’s in his blood.
Friday night we staying in a hotel that’s attached to the airport. I have no idea why it’s important to tell you that the hotel was attached to the airport but I did, so whatever. It was surprisingly quiet considering … well our room wasn’t, but the hotel with all the air traffic flying overhead was.
We shared a room with Chris’ brother T and kept the people on either side of our room awake all night. Sorry to anyone that was next door to us … and oh, thank you for your very polite note of complaint. I can’t believe someone would write such a polite note, and compliment my husband on his guitar playing, even though this poor person had to get up early to work. I did try to get the guys to settle down a bit around 3 a.m. but they weren’t listening to me. We finally crashed around 5:30 a.m.
My nephews second game of the tournament was at 8:30 a.m. T and I didn’t make it … we just couldn’t get up, but my husband managed to go and watch them lose. It seems that my nephew only won the games I watched – Friday nights and Saturday afternoons. I guess I should have gone to Sunday’s game huh? Maybe they would have won the tournament.
All the in-laws were staying in the hotel too. By late Saturday night I’d had enough and wanted to go home to sleep in my own bed. Besides, T out did himself Friday night and early Saturday morning. He fell asleep in the van after his son’s second game on Saturday while we were traveling to this wonderful steak house that he really wanted to eat at. He’d been longing for a big juicy steak. We ended up leaving him in the van while we went in to eat the delicious food. We did get him something to eat, we aren’t that cruel, but after he ate he fell asleep again on the floor in his parents hotel room. Did I say he’d been drinking all day without eating anything up until the time we got back to the hotel? No, well he was. That’s when Chris and I decided to leave. We were afraid that if T did wake up he’d want to party again and while that might be fun he did have to drive all the way back to Chicago the next day after his son’s last game.
Sunday was another brief out-law day, and then home to relax in my own house. The out-laws are just nuts. I’ll tell you about them some time, probably when they do something stupid meaning it won’t be in the too far distant future.
If I ever warm up we might go and watch the fireworks this evening. There’s usually a spectacular display at Ontario place or Ashbridges Bay on Victoria day. Or I suppose we could take our chances and walk to the park down the street. There are always some fools out their with their own fireworks. Of course you have to be alert when you’re watching amature fireworks displays because they go off sideways and usually directly into the crowd as often as they go up in the air.
Maybe we will do the park thing. Running around avoiding misfired fire works is not only good exercise but it will also keep me warm.