Did y'all enjoy Valentine's Day? I did. Ken and I agreed to skip the flowers and fancy dinner thing; we went to the mall and had lunch in the food court instead. I enjoyed some kick-ass poutine. Ken went to the Chinese food counter for a styrofoam clamshell full of batter-fried bits. We watched a couple of previously unacquainted four-year-olds flirt with each other while their exasperated parents exhorted them to please just sit down and eat your fries. No, not that fry, it's dirty; it fell on the table. ANY OTHER FRY, just, IT'S DIRTY NO PUT IT DOWN.
The sporting goods store had some sad, wrinkly lingerie on display, in the ridiculous print that I suppose is meant to be "ladies' camo". For when you're hiding in a pink forest?
This outfit of a camisole plus a g-string was $46.99. Sheesh, for that much the least they could do is steam the wrinkles out. Incidentally, I just looked up "What does the g in g-string stand for" and apparently we're not sure, but it might be groin, or girdle.
This week it has been ridonkulously cold in Toronto. I'm talking about temperatures around -20 C with wind chills around -35 C. (That's -4 F and -31 F respectively in 'Merican.) I am happy to bundle up as much as it takes to maintain the average body temperature of the living, however at a certain point my lungs draw the line. That's usually around - 15 C (5 F). I start to feel that I can't catch my breath, and my heart races (probably trying to pump enough warm blood into my lung tissues to prevent them from freezing). Trying to wade through calf-deep snow under those circumstances feels like asking for a heart attack. I love to walk in all kinds of weather, but at this point I draw the line and take a car. (Ken has been kind enough to chauffeur me, and there's a taxi stand a two minute-drive from home.)
This is a long weekend in most of Canada, thanks to "Family Day". Due to the extra day, my friends celebrated with double Game Night! (i.e. we usually just do Saturday nights, but we met on Sunday too this week.) It's a good way to pass the time indoors without buying things or watching TV.
The boys have been playing this new game involving zombies. It is ultra-complicated. Look at all those cards and dice and pieces! I don't know what the rules are, but it takes them around 2 hours to play through a game.
While the zombie game was taking forever, the girls' side of the table played Ticket to Ride, and Carcassonne. We don't always split the gaming up by gender, but it worked out like that this time. I'll get around to learning the zombie game pretty soon, I'm sure.
Of course, the best part of the evening is always Cards Against Humanity. It's a game of fill-in-the blanks. The winner of the last round is the judge of the next. The judge reads a black card, and everyone else submits a white card. The judge gets to pick which white card wins. The judge can use whatever process s/he wishes to pick the winning answer. We usually go for whatever is silliest or gets the most laughs. As you can see here, we make up our own cards. When we get tired of a card, we write over it. Here is one of my wins from last night:
There has been online controversy surrounding CAH, because it is irreverent to the point of being offensive to some people. I can understand their opinion. But in our group of friends, where we know and trust each other, and know what not to take too seriously, it's all good.