No Dress Rehearsal. This Is Our Life.
It’s hard to believe, but my good buddy Dirty Andy (he’s a dirt biker racer… or at least that the story we’re going with) is engaged! I guess it is about time, as they have a one year old son, and are in their second home together… 
Congratulations pal! Now the pressure is on me… as he and I have had a long standing promise to make the other one our best man, when either of us gets hitched. (And no, this is not the time to start asking about Leah and I!)
was the “18 Hour Party” at Club Rez in Pitman Hall; It’s hard to believe that it’s been that long. The “18 Hour Party” was held to celebrate the successful completion of our first semester of university. All of our friends were invited over to Club Rez (that’s what our unit was affectionately called) for a drink, and to say our goodbyes for the Christmas break.
Following the completion of our Print exam at 9:00am, Scott and I ran from the Kerr Hall gym back to Club Rez, and got the party started. Throughout the day a constant stream of visitors stopped in to take part in this historic event. Everyone did their part to dry out Pitman Hall – drinking everything that was put on the table.
The real kicker of this story is that the next morning we were all required to be packed up and out of our rooms by noon. Not an easy feat considering the party didn’t wrap up until sometime after 3:00am.
There are lots of stories about this day still to be shared. I’ll dig out some photos and get them posted this evening.
Last night we went out for dinner with Craig & Jenn and Carey-Ann & Jeff at The Rude Native in Oakville. This was our first meeting of Jeff, and I’d say he passed with flying colours!
Our reservations were at 6pm, so Leah and I headed out at 5:30, figuring that we would be there with time to spare. To our dismay, the QEW was packed – bumper to bumper from the 427 all the way to Dorval! It’s a Saturday afternoon!!!! What is wrong with drivers in this city?!?!?
After nearly an hour in the car, we arrived in downtown Oakville, scored a free parking spot on the street, and made our way to the restaurant. The restaurant has been getting a lot of positive press lately, and, although the meal was pleasing, I’m not sure what all the fuss is about. Our server was pleasant, but seemed somewhat disinterested in serving, and our request for separate bills put him into a tizzy with concerns over how he would figure out who had what, etc. (In the end he got it sorted out without issue…) We ordered a variety of dishes – samosas, mussels, salmon, mahi mahi, steak, and lamb curry – and all were presented nicely, if not promptly. Everyone enjoyed their meal, but I could not see the value – perhaps their rent is high, which is reflected in the prices on the menu.
In the end, it was a great evening out with some great friends – what more could we ask for?
Yesterday we attended the wedding of Kimberly and Micheal in Newmarket and the reception at Woodington Lakes Golf Club in Tottenham. After a harrowing drive up the 404 to Newmarket – the sky was black and the wind nearly blew the car off the road – we arrived in Historic Downtown Newmarket. We quickly made our way to the church; barely beating the procession down the aisle!
In our haste, we forgot the camera in the car for the ceremony so there aren’t any pictures. 
Leah’s Dad is at home this weekend so after the wedding we went and visited her parents, before heading to the reception. He seemed in good spirits – whether it was because he was at home, or the fact that women’s beach volleyball was on TV I’ll never know!
I’ve never played Woodington Lakes before, but it looked like a nice facility… although I think that the price will deter me from playing there. (I can’t convince myself that paying to play at a course will be better than playing “for free” as I have a membership at Royal Woodbine.
The rain and dark clouds dissappeared as we arrived at the course and made for a beautiful setting for photos. It was like herding cats trying to get everyone together for a photo, but I think we succeeded with this one! I wish that there was a way to share how HOT!!! it was during the photos. I was melting… as were all of the groomsmen in their tuxedo’s.
The reception was standard fare – a big head table, speeches, a neat slideshow from the bridesmaids, some dancing, a dance contest – which I won, and a whole lot of catching up with old friends.
All in all it was a fun day!
