Taking one for the team.

Since I don’t have that exciting of a life right now, I was kind of waiting for my sisters with more exciting to blog… like, I don’t know, maybe the one who just got married and went to Vegas, a trip that we have heard nothing about yet? However, that does not seem to be happening so I’ll post my “weekly” Tuesday blog on a Monday evening. In point form.

1. The Jon & Kate Plus 8 drama. Since I love this family more than life itself, it’s breaking my heart a little bit. I hope that they can get it together. I loved them even more last night when I was watching it with Kent and during a scene with all  kids he said to me, “Babe, let’s have kids.” Not that we were ever thinking of not having kids, but it was sweet that he felt the need to say it. I said that we will have kids when we have a bedroom to keep them in. He told me that that’s just material things and that we have lots of room and that hello, my parents raised 4 kids in a trailer. That’s true… but I bet he’d be singing a different tune if he was the one without a bedroom.

2. Wedding. It’s coming up FAST. It always seemed far away until Denis and Erica’s wedding. That was kind of the point that I started to panic a bit. From now on the weekends will be consumed with weddingy things. This weekend we have to get our Special Occasions Permit for our stag and doe, print off invitations and get them all ready to send, and meet with our priest again. It sucks that Kent is working so beyond ridiculously hard all week and has to spend his weekend driving back home and doing wedding chores with me, but hey, it wasn’t my idea to move two hours away… I’ll try to make it fun.

3. A newly engaged best friend. Congrats Michelle! And congrats to her fiance, who is also my friend (in fact I introduced them, in a sort of roundabout way.)

4. Cooks are crazy. Kent and I are trying to do lots of touristy things while we live in Toronto, so on Saturday we went to the ROM, toured around Yorkville and Kensington Market, and went to a restauraunt that apparently the cooks at his restaurant are all dying to go to – The Black Hoof. I like to think I’m adventerous when it comes to my food but this place was out there! Kent had to translate the menu for me and then find which few did not include any raw meat. I can’t do raw meat. It’s too weird. And wrong. So we got the charcuterie plate (which was excellent) and I got one of the only non-raw meat dishes, “Crispy Pig Ears with Scallops Chevice.” (Seh-vee-chay means cooked – my magic word – in oil, if I remember correctly. So you can feel smart if you ever see this on a menu.) Yes pig ears. They were actually good, if you pretended they were something else. Kent got some sort of veal tongue brioche – veal tongue in a sandwich, really. It was scary. He loved this place and I’m pretty sure he dreams about it now. So if you are an adventerous eater, you should check it out.