no boys til bedtime

after work today, ian came over to install my light (part three). instead, cause he still had the wrong screws, i made smoothies and i taught him how to play crib. now i have another victim. that's a cool thing about getting old. there are all of these fun things to do, like play crib and euchre and hmmmm... well those other fun things that old people do. i'm just getting ready.

tonight was jeff's no boys allowed party which (somehow without me knowing) had turned into a not-crafting, and boy friendly thing. despite the boys being there (props to JC, you know, like the big guy upstairs) and angholdmetighter not being there, it was fun. there was awesome toast talk which included the butter under peanut butter debate, and talk of toast t-shirts.

okay, that does not do the conversation justice. seriously, we talked about toast soooooo much; it might have been the high i was on from my toast-for-lunch binge, but it's quite nice to know that others share my love of toast. now that i think about it, i think i'm going to have a toast party. i will have lots of different breads, but mostly THE BREAD and maybe i will get the dutch toasties and probably also some bagels. or something like that... oh, cinnamon toast cereal? nah! i believe i was called a purist earlier. and i will make sure there is lots of butter and peanut butter, homemade jam, maybe some sour cream, and cottage cheese... etc. maybe it will be potluck...bring some bread and bring a topping. hmmmm... i'm liking the sounds of this. and everyone could get a toast t-shirt! now, this is doing the toast talk justice!

later, i came home, and yvonne came with. i had a shower, and priced jewelry and yvonne knitted. we watched without a trace, and james came over with cheesies and we drank tea, and had sex talk after he talked to ang on msn. that was fun. and then we talked about a movie that i adore: way down town. i really love the obsessiveness of that movie. i guess i can relate. how so? think: toast.

three more sleeps til the hip and sam in seattle. soooo stoked. i saw the hip with dan ackroyd in k-town (have i mentioned this on my blog before?) but i was supposed to see them in the summer of my third year. but there was ummm... miscommunication. anyway, i didn't see them, despite having a ticket, and i believe that became a lead-in (one of many) to what ian calls the "dark years" (this is when ian and i didn't really talk until i moved back from ontario after my 5th year). interesting. maybe this can be a celebration of the light years. whoo hoo. actually maybe that sounds cheesey, and i just want to rock out with sam and gord. SAWEEEEEEEET!!!!!