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Monday, August 12, 2002
A lovely Toronto summer weekend. On Friday I was homebound by the laundry machine, but Anne came around and cooked a lovely stir fry. We watched the Buster Keaton classic "The General" and had a quiet evening. Saturday she went off to have her hair done, and I did some miscellaneous shopping. The plan had been to go over to Robyn & Dave's new place to assist with the destruction of their kitchen and living room, but they were late in the day getting there and with Janet's party to go to we had limited time, so I called and begged off, promising to get to it the next day. Instead Anne and I had a nice patio dinner in Yorkville and walked down to Janet's place in the Bay Charles towers (or "Ray Charles Towers" as they are apparently known by St. Michael's College grads like Anne). It was a lovely party, with a small but friendly crowd of Janet's friends from grade school, university, and her choirs. We ended up staying until late late, and consequently slept in very late on Sunday.
Sunday we stopped at Loblaws and did some heavy lifting of groceries back to my place, including the necessary supplies for a barbeque. By the time we got back and unpacked everything into the fridge it was already 2pm. We hooked up with Robyn and Maddy (once Maddy's nap had ended), went out to Roncesvalles, and walked up to their place, a nice semi-detached two story on Ardagh Street. Inside was a scene of organized devastation: the living room floor was gone (though the subfloor was still in place) and the kitchen was half-full of broken tile and splintered wood. Anne helped Robyn keep Maddy entertained, while I joined Patrick and Dave in continuing the destruction of the kitchen. We eventually had the outer walls down to the brickwork, though since there wasn't any insulation (!) that didn't take as long as it should have. Anyway, it was a greatly theraputic afternoon. I haven't used a crowbar in longer than I can remember... Back at my place, after showers we regrouped and I fired up the grill. We sat on the patio, drank wine, and chowed down on kebabs, baked potatoes, and grilled veggies. Then... I got up at 5 am and went back to Hartford. Woo hoo...
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