I'm Sleepy
I'm feeling ridiculously tired right now but I'm also a little restless so I figured that I would tell about my weekend of awesome. I'll leave the heavier, prose-like post for another time if I bother with it at all. (You guys don't seem to really care about/for those anyway.) Anyway, on to the weekend.
My cousin got married this weekend. I grew up down the street from her so it was a really weird thing to know that she's all growed up now. That day was good but a bit of a killer. I had to get up ridiculously early to go to my sister's school to get my hair done and from there it was all about the running all day long. We had to book it to St.Albert and then book it to the church (we were even late!), then we ended up able to rest for a very short amount of time before we headed back to the place where the reception was and had dinner and then the speeches were said and the dance started. It feels like the whole day happened in a matter of hours. It was a very nice wedding and I enjoyed it but there was something ridiculously surreal about the whole experience. It didn't help that I saw all my relatives in one shot for one whole day. It was really hard to have any conversations with anyone because I haven't seen most of them for at least a year so I constantly felt like I wasn't getting a chance to talk with someone or other. I know there are likely people that I didn't talk to at all but it was just so hard to get to them all.
One of the stand out moments in my day was when the ceremony in the church was over, my family headed over to my father's grave to say hello. It was a weird moment because there were people who came by just to say hi but even then, I couldn't feel the same way about it that I usually do. My uncles and cousins would come over and say a brief word before letting someone else come over and say their peace. There were a few tears from people but most people were just happy to be there and share the moment. It was nice because it was like a pause in the day. It allowed for a short time out of the craziness before everything got started up again.
I left the reception early on account of being both tied to my sister and her family and also being fucking exhausted. Seriously, I crashed at one in the morning. I had a little bit of red wine to help me with the crashing part but it was still just such a long and hot day that I couldn't stay up longer than that. I know that some of my relatives were not too impressed by that (some to the point where they were forcefully trying to get me to stay put) but it was for the best because the next day, I had time to get up, get dressed and do a few errands with my sister before I was on a bus to Red Deer.
It's funny because the bus to Edmonton from St.Albert had a lot scarier people on it than the bus depot or the entire group of people on the bus to Red Deer combined. The worst I had to contend with on the bus to Red Deer was a woman who complained bitterly about the temperature of the bus and prattled on about a cold she thought she had but maybe it was allergies and oh it's probably allergies so don't be alarmed and she'll probably be like this all summer and did you hear about Jon and Kate and ... etc. Then she fell asleep and my attention could be returned to Pride and Prejudice and Zombies where I'd planned on focusing for most of my journey.
I had a brief tour around a Hamlet in the area of Red Deer with my friend and then it was off to Calgary to see Evil Dead: The Musical. This show was everything I could have hoped for and it was made that much better by the fact that August and I were in the splatter zone. In the front row, to be exact. The show was spot on for movie references and it was fucking hilarious. There was a lot of pandering to the crowd which made for a great time and then, of course, there was the fake blood. Now, the first time they got us, I was actually kinda disappointed. I wanted more and eventually I got it. They actually loaded the fake blood into the sprinkler systems and everyone in the front three or four rows got covered in this stuff. The guy beside me got it probably worse than anyone else, being front and centre and I got a fair bit too. It was clearly made with corn syrup so this made for an entertaining if not sticky evening. As a special treat for us splattered people, after the show, the cast came out to say a special thank you and shook everyone's hands. The guy who played Ash gave a few bloody hand prints on shirts and it was a pretty stellar time.
From there, it was off to Denny's in Calgary to enjoy a late night pseudo meal while covered in fake gore because said gore is no fun if no one around you gets to see it. The staff at Denny's were awesome as most of them were too happy to ask what happened to us and why we were covered in blood. And from there it was back on the road for the long drive back to Edmonton. It was a pretty good time had by all and I was ridiculously happy to get my sticky ass into a shower and then stumble into the bed.
Today was a slower affair and I can't say that I'm unhappy about that. August and I ended up watching a whole bunch of movies and going to see animals at a pet store in West Ed. I ran into another one of my cousins and her husband in the mall so that was actually pretty cool. She's part of the Regina crowd so I honestly see them about once every six years, if I'm lucky. And then more movies and it was time for August to head home. I don't know if it was the combination of the days of activity or the lack of sleep or just him leaving but I got hit with something after he left and the worse part was that I was super lame for most of the end of the day because I could feel it coming. I was thinking too much and something got under my skin. Hopefully it didn't show too bad but it probably did. In any case, I feel better now, having had a cup of tea. It turns out that stuff fixes everything. :P
And that, mostly silent readership, has been what I've been up to this weekend. I'm making more tea now as I try to regain the use of my limbs. (The shoes I wore to the wedding were fucking brutal but so fabulous that I couldn't not wear them. I'm paying for it now.)
My cousin got married this weekend. I grew up down the street from her so it was a really weird thing to know that she's all growed up now. That day was good but a bit of a killer. I had to get up ridiculously early to go to my sister's school to get my hair done and from there it was all about the running all day long. We had to book it to St.Albert and then book it to the church (we were even late!), then we ended up able to rest for a very short amount of time before we headed back to the place where the reception was and had dinner and then the speeches were said and the dance started. It feels like the whole day happened in a matter of hours. It was a very nice wedding and I enjoyed it but there was something ridiculously surreal about the whole experience. It didn't help that I saw all my relatives in one shot for one whole day. It was really hard to have any conversations with anyone because I haven't seen most of them for at least a year so I constantly felt like I wasn't getting a chance to talk with someone or other. I know there are likely people that I didn't talk to at all but it was just so hard to get to them all.
One of the stand out moments in my day was when the ceremony in the church was over, my family headed over to my father's grave to say hello. It was a weird moment because there were people who came by just to say hi but even then, I couldn't feel the same way about it that I usually do. My uncles and cousins would come over and say a brief word before letting someone else come over and say their peace. There were a few tears from people but most people were just happy to be there and share the moment. It was nice because it was like a pause in the day. It allowed for a short time out of the craziness before everything got started up again.
I left the reception early on account of being both tied to my sister and her family and also being fucking exhausted. Seriously, I crashed at one in the morning. I had a little bit of red wine to help me with the crashing part but it was still just such a long and hot day that I couldn't stay up longer than that. I know that some of my relatives were not too impressed by that (some to the point where they were forcefully trying to get me to stay put) but it was for the best because the next day, I had time to get up, get dressed and do a few errands with my sister before I was on a bus to Red Deer.
It's funny because the bus to Edmonton from St.Albert had a lot scarier people on it than the bus depot or the entire group of people on the bus to Red Deer combined. The worst I had to contend with on the bus to Red Deer was a woman who complained bitterly about the temperature of the bus and prattled on about a cold she thought she had but maybe it was allergies and oh it's probably allergies so don't be alarmed and she'll probably be like this all summer and did you hear about Jon and Kate and ... etc. Then she fell asleep and my attention could be returned to Pride and Prejudice and Zombies where I'd planned on focusing for most of my journey.
I had a brief tour around a Hamlet in the area of Red Deer with my friend and then it was off to Calgary to see Evil Dead: The Musical. This show was everything I could have hoped for and it was made that much better by the fact that August and I were in the splatter zone. In the front row, to be exact. The show was spot on for movie references and it was fucking hilarious. There was a lot of pandering to the crowd which made for a great time and then, of course, there was the fake blood. Now, the first time they got us, I was actually kinda disappointed. I wanted more and eventually I got it. They actually loaded the fake blood into the sprinkler systems and everyone in the front three or four rows got covered in this stuff. The guy beside me got it probably worse than anyone else, being front and centre and I got a fair bit too. It was clearly made with corn syrup so this made for an entertaining if not sticky evening. As a special treat for us splattered people, after the show, the cast came out to say a special thank you and shook everyone's hands. The guy who played Ash gave a few bloody hand prints on shirts and it was a pretty stellar time.
From there, it was off to Denny's in Calgary to enjoy a late night pseudo meal while covered in fake gore because said gore is no fun if no one around you gets to see it. The staff at Denny's were awesome as most of them were too happy to ask what happened to us and why we were covered in blood. And from there it was back on the road for the long drive back to Edmonton. It was a pretty good time had by all and I was ridiculously happy to get my sticky ass into a shower and then stumble into the bed.
Today was a slower affair and I can't say that I'm unhappy about that. August and I ended up watching a whole bunch of movies and going to see animals at a pet store in West Ed. I ran into another one of my cousins and her husband in the mall so that was actually pretty cool. She's part of the Regina crowd so I honestly see them about once every six years, if I'm lucky. And then more movies and it was time for August to head home. I don't know if it was the combination of the days of activity or the lack of sleep or just him leaving but I got hit with something after he left and the worse part was that I was super lame for most of the end of the day because I could feel it coming. I was thinking too much and something got under my skin. Hopefully it didn't show too bad but it probably did. In any case, I feel better now, having had a cup of tea. It turns out that stuff fixes everything. :P
And that, mostly silent readership, has been what I've been up to this weekend. I'm making more tea now as I try to regain the use of my limbs. (The shoes I wore to the wedding were fucking brutal but so fabulous that I couldn't not wear them. I'm paying for it now.)