Socks in the City

i'm not sure why i am making another reference to sex and the city when i neither make good use of the city nor do i really have sex. and yeah, i can mention that in a blog that my parents read since it is less racy than our dinner conversation last weekend. but i can't think of a more appropriate title to summarize this weekend than "socks in the city".

i was so excited to have a weekend in toronto. i was going to be SO productive. i was going to buy a new outfit for the holidays and i was going to read the paper and i was going to sleep and i was going to clean. it was a glorious dream. it was not to be.

friday night was a low-key but fun girls night at shannons. we just hung out and squawked and i really was home at a reasonable hour. asleep a little after midnight i was totally ready to meet kalen at h&m at 10 on saturday. i didn't get too dressed up because i anticipated being home by the early afternoon to set my plan into action. one single phone call changed everything.

i was in sporting life, checking out the runners when sleo called me. "daniel told me to tell you to call him" she said in a quasi-monotonous tone. "why didn't he call me himself and what are you doing?" i replied. "i just got my hair did and he doesn't have your number" was her response.

from the time i met daniel to the time he dropped me off the following occured, in chronological order: running room, puma store, new balance store, yorkdale (shoes; watches; fcuk), eaton centre (shoes; watches; fcuk), mr greenjean, my house, scruffy's, rose and crown, unicorn, my house, scallywags (liverpool v chelsea; arsenal v man u), foot locker, aldo, eaton centre (indigo; fcuk; shoes; lululemon), home. 27 hours of hanging out and i bought nothing. remarkable really.

daniel and i didn't fight nearly as much this weekend as at the cottage but we were never called upon to charade anything either. and our teams weren't playing each other. he did, however, ruin entourage for me which i am still pretty upset about. man, i got the boy into the show and he turned around and broke my heart with it.

shannon and i went for a run tonight for the exercise and the chance to debrief. the run was good, the rain was kinda balls and the debrief was great. she analyzed my weekend and determined that daniel and i are like a married couple that has been together so long that we don't have sex anymore. i love it. what i didn't love was riding the subway in my wet running clothes. thats when the shaking started. i can't even tell you how nice my shower was but in a more practical sense i think it warded off the hypothermia that was about to kick in. now i'm going to curl up and sleep! woohoo!

and mom, charlotte was the proper dark-haired one (kristin davis) and samantha was the slut (kim cattrall).