Blogging the Summer #5

And then there are times when I get back from being without Internet, and there are LOTS OF NEW THINGS! Thanks to all of you for updating while I was gone.

So the cottage was fun. I had, consecutively, the finest evening and finest morning of my summer. I feel confident in assessing them as such, because the rest of my summer will be me working early mornings and bitching about shovelling.

1. Cait and I arrived early on Friday (everyone else got there Saturday afternoon) to an empty, warm cottage.  Immediately the fireplace was a-burnin’ and we’d checked out the dock to make sure that nothing important had floated away.  We found that the satt dish wasn’t working, so we made a delicious pizza and ate the whole thing to ourselves with a bottle of wine and talked for a few hours and went to sleep at 10:30.
2. This is what a cosmic joke my life has become.  I wake every morning around 5:00 or 5:30 to go to work.  I’ve just worked twelve days in a row prior to leaving, so I’m looking forward to sleeping in every day until three in the motherloving afternoon.  I wake up my first morning at the cottage, fully rested, at GODDAMNED 6:45 A.M.  That was a kick in the ass.  But of course, the sun was shining so I had little concept at the time of how I’d been cheated, and I promptly started smiling with a goof while Cait kept sleeping like a champ.  We rolled out of bed around eleven to clean up from the night before, and THEN sat around in our pj’s in front of another fire, eating cookies and coffee for breakfast and watching Almost Famous while sitting on the floor.  It was awesome.

The rest of the gang arrived later that day, and the weekend was spent in all manner of jokes and drinking and eating far, FAR too much.  Our meal last night (for seven people):

• 10 quarter-pound hamburgers
• 10 quarter-pound hot dogs
• 5 racks of ribs
• 2 twenty-five ounce steaks
• 9 cobs of corn
• 10 potatoes worth of oven-cooked fries
• 1/2 a pan of marshmallow brownies

Add about 8 beers, a late bacon-and-egg breakfast, and copious snacking all day to that and you had one extremely uncomfortable boy who spent a long time in the bathroom.

So now it’s back to another week of work, likely in the rain.  I have to get my course selection sorted out for June 1st as well.  I’m feeling stressed already and I’ve been home about 2 hours.

And, just to show you all that I didn’t forget, I realize that production day is going on without me right now and I am SUPER bummed about that.  But I hope it goes well for all of you and your endeavours, and blogs, will remain in my heart.

p.s. Marc, “ugh Joe Walsh” ?  Really?  Fuck you man.  Joe Walsh is a talented man, and has done so many drugs he could probably mainline Dran-O and still run a marathon.