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So Saturday morning and I am lone with the 23 month old terror of my life, Moya. I am trying to urethane the last of her bed that I am making and she thinks it is great sport to suck apple juice through a straw and then point the straw at me and let fly. To take the edge off we walk to the post office to get Friday?s mail. That puts her in her place as she wants to be carried after 2 blocks on a 10 block walk, glad I brought my 40 yr plus wagon. On the way back my phone buzzes. I do not particularly like cell phones but with the wife that is about to pop out another changeling it is a must. Dude! now why did some mulluck have to jack up my phone bill by sending me a text message? Dang I wish there was a way to lock out internet connection and text messaging ? there goes another 10 cents.
Well this one is cryptic edited it says
?This sunday is Crush at Eddie?s. We will be making wine from 2ish to darkish. then eating pizza and getting s-faced till late. (Address redacted) Bring wine?
Well that sounds interesting it would be after church, don?t think the wife has anything planned. Don?t recognize the phone number and have no idea who Eddie is. However the two intriguing hooks for me are getting S-faced and pizza. I never did get into getting blitzed but I have enjoyed watching my friends make fools of themselves and then driving them home in their cars. The wife gets home from work and I ask her what plans she has for us on Sunday. She says none really but ?I would like to go out? ah how about this and I show her the text message on the phone. She too horns in on getting s-faced and says lets go. Great here are two of us that don?t drink going to a drinking party. She asks if I know who are host is? I say not really but I think it might be this Tasman RedbrickNick.
Now unfortunately Nick did not get an invite to our annual Kiss The Summer Goodbye BBQ, he could have crashed it. We had a brace of beers left over so I throw those into the reefer and toss in a Chardonay for measure. Not wanting to be there early we procrastinate until almost 4pm. In the boot I have the beers and a 15 to 20 pound Tornoto cobble stone from CanuckJim. The house is one of the originals left on a block of apartments. Lisie comments on the succulent garden that makes up the terraced front. I comment on folks weaving through the prickly patch on their way home and what is up with the Nutcracker with an attitude? Moya is leading the way to the back and sure enough Nick shouts out Hey there is Joe Engineer!
What did we eat last night, mmmmm, fresh grapes hanging on the vine and 90 second pizza of course! Hopefully Nick will find time to post some photos.
The party was a blast, great music fun and warm guests and a host that throws a mean dough. Lisie said we should have brought the truck to borrow some nautical theme artwork. Moya terrorized a cat and got a return with a dog that did not like her fast approach. Unfortunately we had to leave as the party was warming up due to a toddler?s curfew.
Well this one is cryptic edited it says
?This sunday is Crush at Eddie?s. We will be making wine from 2ish to darkish. then eating pizza and getting s-faced till late. (Address redacted) Bring wine?
Well that sounds interesting it would be after church, don?t think the wife has anything planned. Don?t recognize the phone number and have no idea who Eddie is. However the two intriguing hooks for me are getting S-faced and pizza. I never did get into getting blitzed but I have enjoyed watching my friends make fools of themselves and then driving them home in their cars. The wife gets home from work and I ask her what plans she has for us on Sunday. She says none really but ?I would like to go out? ah how about this and I show her the text message on the phone. She too horns in on getting s-faced and says lets go. Great here are two of us that don?t drink going to a drinking party. She asks if I know who are host is? I say not really but I think it might be this Tasman RedbrickNick.
Now unfortunately Nick did not get an invite to our annual Kiss The Summer Goodbye BBQ, he could have crashed it. We had a brace of beers left over so I throw those into the reefer and toss in a Chardonay for measure. Not wanting to be there early we procrastinate until almost 4pm. In the boot I have the beers and a 15 to 20 pound Tornoto cobble stone from CanuckJim. The house is one of the originals left on a block of apartments. Lisie comments on the succulent garden that makes up the terraced front. I comment on folks weaving through the prickly patch on their way home and what is up with the Nutcracker with an attitude? Moya is leading the way to the back and sure enough Nick shouts out Hey there is Joe Engineer!
What did we eat last night, mmmmm, fresh grapes hanging on the vine and 90 second pizza of course! Hopefully Nick will find time to post some photos.
The party was a blast, great music fun and warm guests and a host that throws a mean dough. Lisie said we should have brought the truck to borrow some nautical theme artwork. Moya terrorized a cat and got a return with a dog that did not like her fast approach. Unfortunately we had to leave as the party was warming up due to a toddler?s curfew.
A strong and engaging handshake, no limp fish here. Like the other builders on this site ? when someone says come on over if you are in the neighbourhood I strongly recommend that you do it.
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