Friday brought the parents into town where I took them to the Mer Bleue bog as well as around the town to various stores. We also hit up J.P.’s Chip Stand at the Canadian Tire parking lot on Merivale Road. Mike and I saw on the news that this was voted the #1 stand in town. I will admit that it was a good meal, but I can’t say they were the super-ultra-best fries I’ve ever tasted. But they are yummy. So don’t be scared to check this place out! Although GJs chip stand outside the Canadian Tire on 10th Line is just as good. What’s with all the chip stands outside of Canadian Tire?
A funny observation was how it was a beautiful 25 degrees on Friday, and my parents thought it was killer with the humidity, whereas I felt comfortable. I can remember first moving to the city thinking I would die during the summer…I suppose the human body can adapt over time. I would imagine this is the case for people who live in humid climates (Hello Uncle Gerry!).
Saturday brought forth a late afternoon beach trip to Constance Bay. I remember spending countless days during the Summer of ’01 basking in the sun. It’s a fair trek outside of town, but heck, you make up what you lose in distance with the massive amounts of beach available to you.
I ended up seeing Shawn from Kapuskasing there which was a surprise. I had not seen him for a few years and he has sure put on the muscle! I didn’t think a human body could put on that much mass! He hangs out there regularly so I may see him in the future.
Alex enjoyed his Captain Hat that Mike, Vero and I picked up for him for his birthday. This was hell to find in town. Who would have thought that it would be so hard to find a freakin’ cap’n hat? We then went out on the boat for a rip around the bay while Vero, Philipp and Alex attempted to wakeboard. It is too bad that Philipp couldn’t manage to get himself up but I have a feeling that it was due to the fact that the bindings were a size 1 and his feet were a size 20 (or at least that’s what my estimates were). His feet were hurting him pretty bad later in the night. Ouch!
We then headed to the homestead and played some Mario Party (who’s the winner? BOOYA. I am the king) and had some pizza. Feeling pretty tired, I bailed on any further festivities of the night and left their place.
Fall Television is soon starting up so I binged on Grey’s Anatomy on Sunday afternoon as it was pissing rain all day outside. It was one of those days were you were thankful for the blanket and a couch to curl up on. I also watched a biography of Led Zeppelin which was kind of lame (lame as in there wasn’t anything really new to see), although they had this excellent part where after the Beatles broke up, George Harrison wanted to see Led Zeppelin perform and the following conversation took place:
G. Harrison: “Well, what time should I get there?”
Tour Manager: “From the beginning, definitely!”
G. Harrison: “Hmm…well, when’s the intermission?”
Tour Manager: “There’s no intermission.”
G. Harrison: “But it starts at 8:00!”
Tour Manager: “That’s right! They play from 8:00 until 10:30 some nights!”
G. Harrison: “When the Beatles used to perform, we would be slotted to play for 20 minutes and speed through it to play for 15 minutes and that was it!”
I found that amusing as I couldn’t imagine paying good money to see someone perform for 15 minutes. It almost sounds like the Beatles were more about the experience of seeing The Beatles whereas Led Zeppelin was all about the music.
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It’s funny that I was like Shawn who?? Then as I kept reading I was like ohhhhh that Shawn… haha I’ll always remember him singing Back Street Boys tunes into the chlorine puck holder in our hot tub… with his “mic” *motions to hands free mic*
Hummm… now I wish I could erase that haunting image…
My My My… I can see that showing your parents a good time includes….a chip stand… and shopping….just like taking them to Snowman’s or Chez Ron’s…
Glad to see you got back your ID….was it a Canada Post lost and not nearly found…or the transit finding it wedged under the seat? lmao … please go to the Web Page and sign the Guestbook for Aunt Lois
I’m not sure who found my bus pass…all I know is that it DID NOT go through Canada Post – someone dropped it off at the Lost and Found at the bus station.
Strange that I was talking to John about Shawn last night….