Friday and Saturday of this weekend were very very busy but a lot of fun.
Friday night Greg and I went to a performance at Second City – Neither of us had ever gone to one before and it was really funny! For those of you who dont know what that is, its like watching a viewing of Saturday Night Live or Mad TV; just a series of comical skits, some of them 10 minutes long and others only a minute. The show was 2 hours long but it didnt feel like it, and they serve fingerfoods during the show so we got to have some dinner there and loaded up on Pepsi and lemon 🙂 My favorite skit was the one about the time machine, and I think Gregs was a toss up between the baseball spoof, the rogers cable tv show for um… raising dogs and/or the one with Keefer Sutherland – none of this meaning anything to any of you unless you’ve seen the Second City show "Facebook of Revelations". And for the record, we both loved the final skit "Jesus is on your Facebook". It was awesome 🙂
Saturday morning kicked off with us heading to Kingston to visit my Grandad. We drove up via the lakeshore for a more scenic trip and as we drove through Toronto we found this really cute neighborhood near the intersection of Kingston Street and Kingswood Ave. We found a little bohemian coffee shack with wooden tables and wicker chairs and we sat there, in a quiet corner having a delicious breakfast of strong coffee and slightly burned multigrain bagels. We barely spoke 2 words to each other, just sat there eating and watching people go by the window but there was so much to see, and the coffee house was so quiet. Its really such a quaint and eclectic neighborhood, all rustic and colorful with shiny modern condos overhead and beautiful old victorian homes on the street, I think we both fell in love with it just a little bit 🙂
Soon enough, we made our way to Kingston and found William street, near sydenham street – but no Grampa! Why you ask? Because I had it all wrong – apperantly Grampa LIVES in Sydenham, not Kingston. People just say he lives in Kingston for geographical purposes. I was so upset but Greg was great, pointing out that its not my fault that I got mixed up, especially when there is an intersection in Kingston that goes by those 2 names. I called Grampa and after he gave Greg directions (my navigations skills were beginning to lose credibility) we arrived at his place just a little while later – thankfully it wasnt that far 🙂 He gave us a tour of his building and chatted with Greg while I made him some French Onion Soup (it was his request) in the kitchen. After a nice lunch we sat in the livingroom and Greg began explaining to Grampa how it happened that we got lost and ended up in Kingston. Grampa sat there nodding his head sympathetically until Greg told him that I thought he lived right in Kingston… Grampa leans forward and blurts out – "but she’s written me letters! She knew my address!". In that moment, I saw Greg turn towards me in astonishment, Grampa point an accusing finger in my direction, and any credibility I may have had left took a flying suicidal leap out the window…
Its a good thing I’m cute 😀 (batts eyelashes).
We left Grampas around 4pm, I with a bag full of old books and Greg with a new map of Kingston and surrounding areas and we headed back down the 401. After a slight detour up hwy 37 to buy cheese at the cheese factory we arrived in Oshawa at Joan and Dereks for dinner around 7pm. Joan made a great meal of roast chicken and a veggy casserole with a crumb crust on top and I helped in the kitchen by making a fruit salad while Greg and Derek sat in the livingroom doing "geek-speak". I played with the kids a bit and then they went to bed and we all sat down for a late and yummy dinner. We were there until about 9pm but we had to make the 1 hour and 45 minute drive back to St. Catharines so we said our good byes and headed out, but not before Greg and Derek got to play some video games while Joan taught me to cable stitch. Also – little Anna Banana kept getting out of bed the whole time we were there and she happened to get out of bed again just as we were leaving. Derek caved and let her say good bye to us and as he handed her over to me she did the cutest little wiggle of excitement and then gave me the sweetest little clingy-hug. A hundred little kisses later I handed her to her mommy and we left 🙂
So, the weekend isnt even over yet but I’ve already deemed it perfect, because it has been. Today I’ll probably just come home after church and do some knitting and/or baking, maybe visit mom and dad, and I’m not going to get too excited about it yet – but I think I’ll be taking a glorious afternoon nap today as well 🙂 What bliss.