Monday was a mystery holiday here in Ontario, a civic holiday, which means… well, no one seems to know what it means, but it at least means a day off and I will never ever complain about a long weekend. Especially not a long weekend in the summer. We had a bunch of friends up to Evan’s cottage and I don’t think we could have spent the unknown holiday anywhere better. It was a beaut.
It was, as Evan likes to say, a time.
And finally I got to enjoy that party island! It was too cold to break it out when Paula and Fabian were here, and the last time I was at the cottage also… But Evan sent me a beautiful picture of Brotherman and Ian leisuring around on it the last time they were here and I was J to the EALOUS. It was my time. I blew that puppy up as soon as we arrived on Saturday.
With the help of Lisa’s friends Corina and Karen, who dropped by for most of the day on Saturday (which I was also very excited about because they are both awesome and I haven’t seen Karen in probably 5 years). The party island was even better than I expected. It fit six people comfortably, had enough cup holders for everyone, and we had Brotherman’s floating bobber cooler to put in the middle so we were close to the drinks. Very handy.
I will never regret that purchase.
We spent all afternoon on the lake doing all the lake things.
We also had quite the ladder ball and frisbee cup tournament…
Dawn and Mark brought Scarlett with them, who was a highlight, as she is). Lisa got this beautiful family photo of them.
What a muffin that Scarlett is. I don’t think I’ve ever known a more intelligent one and a half year old, and she’s not my child (I am just Auntie Jug-Jugs) so I have no bias when I say that. She could not get enough of going down the “slide.”
Which was a foot stool, so the sliding part lasted like a tenth of a second, but Scarlett thought it was the best thing ever. Oh toddlers, so easily entertained.
And so ridiculously cute.
I enjoy Scarlett’s taste in toys.
We had a delicious dinner…
The corn was from Walmart (but from an Ontario farm) and it was something ridiculous like 50 cents for five and it was delicious, delicious corn. I learned a corn-cooking trick from Lisa’s mom Diane and it worked out perfectly – put the corn in a pot of water and bring the water to a boil. Once it’s boiled just turn it off and let the corn sit in there until everything else is ready. Easy and it turns out perfectly.
When the sun went down and it got chilly outside and people forgot sweaters, we were more than happy to outfit them in cottage clothes.
Well, that is pretty much Evan’s cottage ensemble all the time, but the poncho that Corina is wearing in the photo below I remember being extremely popular back in Grade 8.
And I didn’t have one so I wasn’t cool. And that would have been such a beautiful photo if Grumpy Cat didn’t show up and ruin it.
We had a bon fire and roasted s’mores under the biggest and brightest moon. And somehow we started talking about The Silence of the Lambs, which both Emily and Evan have never seen, so we were telling them about the basic premise. Buffalo Bill keeping slightly overweight women in a well and then passing lotion down to them every day saying “It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again” (objectifying them because he didn’t want to associate with them being real people) and starving them until their skin was loose enough to easily skin them once he killed them so he could make a “woman suit”, and Emily said “That sounds like a really good diet. Minus the getting murdered part.” which made us laugh until basically the next day. Ah, if only we had someone to refuse us food and force us to lotion up every day so that we’re skinny and smooth. I think we might need to make that into a parody movie.
Eventually made our way inside and played one awesome game of pool.
I might have to steal that for my work desk.
Ashley is another fun person who I love very much and haven’t seen in far too long, so it was so good to catch up with her.
Sherrie put together her new glow in the dark ladderball…
While Evan watched from his burrito-type perch on the hammock…
I feel like now might be a good time to tell you that Lisa likes to call Evan sass-face, because sometimes his face can look quite sassy. He was looking sassy in the hammock. This is what I mean when I said that sometimes he doesn’t even have to say anything, I’ll just look at his face and start dying. The sassy is strong with that one.
On Sunday evening after everyone had left and it was just Evan, Sherrie, Ian and I, a huge storm rolled in.
It really made the rounds in southern Ontario and things got a little hairy. The power went out almost immediately, which was a crazy experience because a transformer blew and it was so loud it sounded like it was inside the cottage with us. But that is A-okay, the cottage is the best place to be with the power out, it’s basically camping! Just without the tent. We used the barbecue to make burgers and chicken souvlaki and then ate in the screened in front porch.
It stopped storming for a bit so we got super gung-ho about making a fire. Unfortunately the fire pit was wet, so even with dry wood it took about 40 minutes to get it going. We were excited for about 30 seconds, and then the storm came back. So, back to the porch for some Euchre and more Headbanz (that game is fun!)
And on Monday we packed up shop and headed home. Just a really great weekend all around.