Tuesday, September 05, 2006
LO DAT ... D!
The final weekend of summer kicked off with as much gusto as the first. We had a fantastic evening in Hatchett Lake which started with a meal fit for queens. Amanada's parents were visiting for the weekend so they joined us. Her dad was very sweet, trying his hardest to show his acceptance of the gays. He told us stories of turkey hunting in the U.S. and I almost lost it at one point when he held out his fingers in measurement and said "6 inch bird!" Lo dat ... D!
Dinner was barely finished when we were all feeling our buzz (or at least I know I was). Poor Jeff thought they had an ionic dishwasher as he loaded the thing up and expected it to clean with no water running through it. Soon after, D became the new buzz! Lo Dat ... D!
After clean-up, Joseph, Brendan and I stayed inside recalling favourite children television shows and planning our fall jogging club while Marcus, Jeff and Benjie soaked in the hot tub. At some point, Amanda and her parents went to bed, although I don't quite remember all of this happening. We indoor boys chatted with friends on messenger until the battery on the laptop ran dead. This motivated us to join the others for some Bonnie Raitt infestation. Lo Dat ... D!
After clean-up, Joseph, Brendan and I stayed inside recalling favourite children television shows and planning our fall jogging club while Marcus, Jeff and Benjie soaked in the hot tub. At some point, Amanda and her parents went to bed, although I don't quite remember all of this happening. We indoor boys chatted with friends on messenger until the battery on the laptop ran dead. This motivated us to join the others for some Bonnie Raitt infestation. Lo Dat ... D!
Now, I'd like to blog about what happened next, but I honestly have hardly a memory of the rest of the night. I'm starting to think that Jeff puts some type of amnesia drug in that hot tub of his because every time I get in it I black out. Either that or I am just allergic to hot tubs! Lo Dat ... D!
I do remember Joseph doing his best impression of Helen Hunt from "As Good As It Gets" on the edge of the hot tub. I also recall starting up my new weekend habit of trying to prevent a friend from driving drunk who hasn't even been drinking. Apparently, if I'm drunk everyone else must be as well! Marcus was the lucky drunk-not-really this week. Lo dat ... D!
I do remember Joseph doing his best impression of Helen Hunt from "As Good As It Gets" on the edge of the hot tub. I also recall starting up my new weekend habit of trying to prevent a friend from driving drunk who hasn't even been drinking. Apparently, if I'm drunk everyone else must be as well! Marcus was the lucky drunk-not-really this week. Lo dat ... D!
With the exception of these two blurry memories, I have no other recollections of the end of the evening. Lo dat ... D!
I've been told that Jo, B, Jeff and I jumped into Jeff's bed to watch some "Brokedown Palace" and passed around what was left of my 2.5 litres of wine, which wasn't much! At some point I obviously took some pictures of these bedroom adventures ...
The next morning found me with a hangover fit to knock up a dead nun. Suffering from a headache, severely dehydrated and repeating the phrase "oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," I got into B's car with my Casey from Mr. Dressup hair and we started the longest drive back to the city that anyone ever experienced! But as the saying goes, you can't keep a good buzz down.
After a few hundred more "oh my god's" throughout the afternoon and some projectile vomiting, I was ready to start part two of the weekend. Lo dat ... D!
:: posted by Ray of Delight, 2:25 PM
