Lots on the go & coming down the pipe

Christmas must be coming, cuz there's been a whole lot happening and more to come.

B&B party
One of the members of J&J's bridal party had a bruhaha at this B&B she was house-sitting. There was a really decent turnout and lots of mingling. Afterwards we broke out, hoping for a Kelly's adventure. Alas, Brian was not hosting, so we headed over to the Runner. And that was appalling karaoke. No rhyme or reason at all to the song list, so it was hard to find something decent. And one song I did had all the words fucked up -- dropped verses, etc. And no, it wasn't just my inebriation. Ugh. I can't believe I've become a karoake snob, but there it is. And that's only the beginning of last week's pretentions:

Scotch Tasting
A couple of months ago, a few friends had an idea to start a scotch tasting group. Basically, get together every month or so, chip in $10-$20 each, and buy a bottle of scotch. The dream became reality last week. And it was awesome. Gonna have to invest in snifters for next time, methinks. If this seems pretty lah-ti-dah, it's only because it is.

Blast from the Past party
One of my high school friends recently moved back from Taiwan and got a hold of me on Facebook. Saturday she threw a party and I caught up with a few people I hadn't seen in years. It was good times. What was really nice is that she's only a few blocks away, so stumbling home was a viable option, even in the cold and wind.

Upcoming...
Got a work Christmas party on Friday, heading to a friend's house for lasagna next week, a group Christmas party next weekend, Tiff will be back for a visit around then, and Scotch Tasting Part Deux that week. Kinda like having all these plans.

Overcoming illness...

Just as last year, I came down with the flu. I suspect that I got it from one of my nephews, which is a pretty raw deal as I gave him a cool DVD and toy.

I found out that wine doesn't help the flu so much, but does result in good times. Starting at 1:00pm, we glugged wine until we were looped, and then drank some more. We returned to my place, and after some coffee and chips, switched to our respective poisons of choice (mine was rye). A lot of hockey was watched (by me, at least), with bittersweet results. There were plans to head to the GTP, but we were all pretty exhausted by that point. Also, the flu had taken a toll on my voice, making me sound like Super Dave. And Lord knows my voice has just gotta be perfect for karaoke ;)

On Remembrance Day, I surprised myself by overcoming shitty weather, progressing flu, and wine hangover to make it to the War Memorial for the service. I figured that the fact that these were the three largest inconveniences in my life, was reason enough to pay respects.

I spent the rest of the day at my cousin's place, watching football on HDTV. This was my first exposure with HD, and I gotta say, it's pretty damn clear. But I don't think it's so mind-blowing as to warrant the extra costs, especially for someone who watches as little TV as I do.

Monday was spent ailing and wishing that the doctor's office was open. Could have gone to the ER, I suppose, but I toughed it out till Tuesday. Now I got some infection-whoopin' pills and feeling a lot better. Hopefully well enough for Friday night which should be a debaucle, if all goes according to plan.

Ha HA! Ethical.

So I managed to fool the folks at PEG-NL into thinking I'm ethical. And now it's too late for them... if they could see my behaviour at this coming Wine Show, they'd probably rescind that evaluation.

Anyways, it's a big weight off my shoulders, and a very nice thing to come home to. Which brings me to:

Ottawa Trip

Finally got to Ottawa to see my newest nephew, Douglas (who isn't that new, at 11 months old tomorrow). It was a pretty domestic few days, but it was nice to see the brother and his clan after more than a year. And I learned a few things:

1. The imagination of a three year old could outmatch Dali.
   
2. If we could harness the energy of kids and put it on the grid, we'd be set.
   
3. I don't know how Geoff and Katherine do it. I guess you must get used to it.
   

Now back to the grim reality that is work. Which, I suppose, shouldn't include blogging. Ethical indeed.