A Long Weekend in Sarnia

this has been a funny weekend. and i don't mean funny-haha although there were definitely hilarious moments. mostly just funny like that feeling you sometimes get in your stomach that is impossible to describe but leaves you unsettled.

kelly and darren got married last night in sarnia and matt and i went together, not as dates mind you, but just together. he was supposed to pick me up at 8.30 but the five pitchers of mojitos he drank the night before caused a bit of a delay... and were not particularly conducive to a fun-filled drive. nor was his disinclination to pull over at rest-stops to let me pee. apparently i was to be punished for my wee bladder.

we got to the hotel and had just enough time for a nap and primping before we were to get on the bus that was hired to take us out to the resort where the event was held. at the designated time we headed out and were pleasantly surprised to see some of our old university friends, people i hadn't seen in years. i was a little put-off that stephen didn't say hello to me when he greeted matt but it all became clear when he proceeded to shake my hand and introduce himself.

"hi, i'm stephen" he said to me politely.
taking his hand i said "kogon" with what i hope was a bemused smile on my face.
"hi ko KOGON ... oh my god i didn't know that was you" was the response.

apparently i cleaned myself up to the point of being unrecognizable. in all fairness, the last time he saw me i was probably wearing some variety of sweatsuit with long curly-ish hair, mostly likely tied up in a messy bun. i felt that particular outfit was somehow inappropriate for a wedding so i prettied myself up and became a whole new breed of lady.

we mocked steve about this for pretty much the rest of the night but over dinner kevin kindly confessed that he also didn't know who i was, which was why he said hello to me twice and only hugged me on the second go at it. sweet and somewhat unnerving.

the wedding was really fun and it was great to see kelly and darren looking so happy. they managed to live out the dream that i have heard so many brides and grooms talk about (the dream of getting hammered and having fun at their own wedding) but so rarely comes to fruition.

although i didn't get to sleep until around 2-ish i still managed to wake up at 8, and not fall asleep again. i did my best to keep quiet lest i woke matt up, mostly because i doubted his wrath would have mixed well with my headache.

the 402 may be the most boring highway in ontario. it reminded me of the day spent driving through the prairies but where morgan and i got bored and threw tapes out the window to see them break matt and i just got grumpy at each other. umm, maybe that should be rephrased. i should replace "matt and i just got grumpy at each other" with "i annoyed matt with inane questions and then got pissy at him for putting on european trance music thus leading to an attempted iPod coup that ended in my sulking."

in the early afternoon i returned to my apartment which contains almost nothing right now. thankfully michael and adele were exceptionally kind and took me out visiting the grandparents, where i collected a number useful household items like plates, bowls and a glass unicorn which now sits proudly where the tv used to live. i think he needs a name ... maybe gerald ... but i'll take suggestions.

i thought my new roommate was moving in today but he didn't show. i wasn't too surprised since its a long-weekend and he doesn't really seem to bothered about the whole "moving" thing. it actually worked out pretty well since i wanted to do a thorough clean before he moved in and the prospect of cleaning right now is less than appealing.

so here are my favourite quotes from the weekend so far:

"so then we went past the chris hadfield airport ..."
"wait" i said, interrupting the conversation "isn't he the lead singer of metallica?"

sk: "i think she is a justice of the peace"
ml: "hmm, a j-o-p, yeah, a jop, hey you-"
sk: "don't even say it"

"oh, is there a chocolate fountain here?"
"no, i just melted down thirteen hershey bars in the back of my truck with a bic lighter"

oh, and it turned out that k.leo was right, but i never truly doubted her.