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the end is near - October 14, 2004 � � |
the "doctor" is out
September 08, 2003 - 9:25 pm i knew this was going to happen. you know those scenes in a movie(or in real life - say at parties) where someone is introduced to a doctor and tries to get free medical advice(or sympathy, or a diagnosis, or whatever). it happened to me today. although i'm not a doctor, i'm only a freakin' massage therapist. so come to me with all you rotator cuff problems. just kidding. so i'm leaving my old work, which i just stopped by to say hi to the boys and then leave quickly.(they might put me to work) anyway...i'm getting ready to leave, and aaron(my very good friend for fifteen years) pulls me aside and starts with, "you know when i make this throwing motion"... i was flattered that he would even ask me for medical advice.(kind of) then one of the carpet reps, asked me at the same tiem for something totally different(more ques.) i was stunned. i didn't think m.t.'s got that kind of questioning. i guess we do. i'm not good at explaining it. i could do it, but at fifty dollars an hour, i don't think many would jump at the chance. the weekend was fab. but also too short. it will be one of court's last trip up here...alone. on friday we went to our favourite pizza place. boston pizza. not to be confused with boston market. gross. then we drove to niagara-on-the-lake and all the way down the niagara pkwy. all my years living in ont. and i haven't been down the niagara parkway. it's a crying shame really. it's very beautiful. we'll have to go again sometime. saturday was spent visiting my sister, niece and my sis' new boyfriend. i think he might be a borderline jerk. but i'm really trying to give him a chance. and i've met a few of them. i'm still skeptical. i'm also willing to give him a chance too. slim is better than none. i'm sure my sister wouldn't listen to me anyway. plus i would feel a bit mean to say something. unless i had to. so all of saturday afternoon , he didn't say one intelligent word(or sentence) sigh, i could tell it was torture for court. and chantelle doesn't like him much either. i've known her all of her life and i started to see a little bit of teenage attitude from her last year. but i'm not the kind of old-school uncle bring down that rags on his niece. first of all, that's my sister's job. and second, i'm not quite sure that i know how to behave like an uncle. ??? plus i haven't really been that close to my sister or chantelle , so i feel bad about certain things. like speaking up or whatever. so i just keep my fool uncle mouth shut. and that's that until thanksgiving(canadian style, in oct.) after we booked from lyn's , we headed out to burlington to catch chris & tara's stag & doe. it was a regular boring old event. like most of them are. i'm trying to convince myself that it would have been boring if i had half a dozen beers. i would have been. i went to school with chris and even though i know him, i'm not too close to him. but still we occasionally do some things together but know with my impending move and his marriage, a little less(ok, a lot less) i hope to keep in touch, though because he is a good guy. a little wacky sometimes, but if i wanted boring friends i'd be comatose. yeah, so the stag & doe was boring. we didn't win any prizes and the pepsi was flat. yuck! but we did clean up on the old crown and anchor game. enough so court and i could have breaky the next morning? (afternoon) so we rounded out the weekend by going back out to n.o.t.l. and get some farm fresh(and sickeningly cheap) produce. and stalling our goodbyes. only one more weekend. then we will be together for good. and that's good.
i'll will be writing a "what i'll miss about canada" diaryland entry, soon so get ready for it. |
