...when you have pancakes with silly hats and old people at an Anglican church? Today's Shrove Tuesday a.k.a. Fat Tuesday a.k.a. Mardi Gras, and so I went with Meg and Karl to their church's pancake supper and carnival. Good times. There were some awesome old people there: one lady was dressed up like a cowboy (with black polka-dots) and the old man serving the breakfast sausages had a straw hat with cloth flowers sprouting out of it. It was very surreal.
And then we watched the two hour finale of The Amazing Race. It was awesome, except for our favourite team coming in second place, because of a train suddenly going across their path! So close. It wasn't our least favourite team winning, but Kendra of the winning team made some racist comments in Dakar ("they keep breeding and breeding"). It seemed like going to Ethiopia after that changed her a lot (she had an asthma attack, and a bunch of children helped her out, even carrying her backpack for her), but still.
So, now I get back to work. New strategy: I'm dressed up, wearing make-up and heels, and I'm working at my desk. It helps that I'm all excited after the race, and I feel like I need to do things quickly.
Onward!
4 comments:
Dude-so tonight Janny and I were explaining to the Saskatoon YPs about how you often comment on your wardrobe on your blog, and that it usually consists of pigtails, sweatpants and pearls. To which Ian responds with a shocked voice, "Is that all?" I almost peed.
Bwahahahaha! Oh goodness -- poor Ian! I very deliberately comment on my wardrobe, because I think it's usually the biggest indicator of my mental state. (Especially when I writing!) My other indicator is definitely the food I've consumed: if all I've had in a day is popcorn, cheese and pickles, you know what kind of day I'm having. Or at least I think so.
Ha! I said "pancakes with silly hats and old people"! The old people and I were wearing the silly hats. Not the pancakes. What would a pancake's hat look like? Whipped cream?
you and your weird nakedness during your hat-pancake eating.
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