Go To Trivia

Honestly I have been craving this FOREVER ...

I love board games and strategy, but there is nothing better than the mental prowess involved in a random pub trivia game!

Ann and I (Team Muffin Mix - those who know me know the significance!) were strong players at our local for a while.  I will admit I certainly did miss my team and trivia nights when I got here.

But was happy to rediscover Trivia in Freddy.

Last week I joined team "The Breakfast Club" and we did quite well (though I would love a recount on the "first sense to lose" question)

Looking forward to another game this week!  An activity I certainly do enjoy!

Go to a UNB Hockey Game

Oh dear ...

How have I been at this wonderful university and have never witnessed a championship winning hockey team in action.  I was encouraged by an old flame (was that better Sweet one?!?) to see some games live, but to be honest I am not the biggest fan (oh dear, I did just admit that out loud ... I think my Canadian citizenship was just taken away ....)  I was raised on baseball.  I was at the Blue Jays winning game.  I have "The Terminator"'s signature on my hat.

But I digress ... my goal was to go to a game ...

and I don't think that is going to happen...

Last Thursday I had the most slightest margin of a window to watch a game ... but I didn't go.

Instead I watched the game online.

In this world of technology I figure that had to count for something!  So for the sake of the blog, I kinda went to a UNB Hockey game (in my own home!)

Have a bath in my own house

I love my apartment.  Windows on three sides.  Easy access to the Uni and downtown.  A dungeon basement where I can do my laundry (albeit sans hot water ... was told that "no one" in Fredericton uses hot water anymore ... oh ... I kinda like things in hot water ... but whateves ...)  And the perfect amount of space for yours truly and her furry man friend.

I love my space here.  So what if it doesn't have enough counter space for cooking ... that just means I don't cook.  I have a living room that is just screaming out for a dance party and people to fall asleep with the cat under the laundry rack. Just saying ...

The only downfall ... the shower!

I have had people come to visit who have somehow managed to never set foot in it their whole visit (not naming names but there are more than three!!)  Samps was brave enough to enter and then compared it to "being buried alive" and having the water hit her like shards of glass. 

Yes ... questions now start as to who designed this lovely thing ... certainly not me.  I had an old lover (that's for you Sweet one!) help me with the curtain but it is still not the optimal arrangement.  (The "bullet" hole to the left is in fact a Freddy landmark - according to the Sweet ones' book!)  Much as I love this spot, I will fully admit it is not the nicest space ever.

And I said I would never crawl into that hole for a bath (who likes to bathe in their own dirty water anyways?!? My sentiments after only having a bath and no shower in Germany for one year) but for some reason tonight seemed like the right night for the right kind of wrong.  I did pull aside the curtain so I really was not being buried alive in there. 

My verdict: I sat in there for almost 6 minutes (it was about an Arcade song and a half) before jumping up for a shower.

Go to the Fredericton Hospital and have something removed

Honestly this was never on my list of things to do in this fine city.  (But since I did it - you know I am totally adding it to the list!!!!!   (smiley face if I knew how to make one on a blog ..... )

In fact this was not on any list I could ever have for any city I could ever live it.

In fact I would never wish appendix problems on my worst enemy ... or wait ... that girl who pulled my hair in grade one deserves one ...   jokes-ish

So I think it is fair to say that I survived my first and only appendectomy.  I have never experienced so much pain before and hope to never again (and yes my mom friends I realize I am being a wimp!!)  I had the most random experience in the Fredericton hospital - was very happy to jump the line for an elevated white blood cell count -which also meant I was elevated for surg,  I felt like a push cushion (and I have the bruises two weeks later to prove it!) and I was so thankful that my wonderful Schwesterchen was able to be with me for the surgery - a 24 hour nurse was amazing. 

I am feeling better every day ... but I also feel really sad as I look down at my tummy - that I will probably never get to be a Victoria's Secret Model.  I came so close ...

Alas ... I am just happy to be feeling so happy and healthy after this weird event. 

Go to a Cinq à sept

I love going out with the Sweetest people ever.  And when they invited me out for drinks after work on Friday, I immediately thought I was being invited to the best thing ever ... a Cinq à sept.  I have been out for drinks in Freddy before on a Friday, but often they start at sept, which makes me believe that someone is enjoying the main party from 5-7 without me!!

Well, low and behold ... I did get to experience a cinq à sept - or more like a Cinq à dix (when I finally made it home). We did manage to drink the keg of Rolling Rock dry (other people must have helped us) and enjoyed a wonderful dinner, even though I will forever wonder what the veggie burrito would have tasted like!

I did hear French from the Bucks to my right so I though the cultural evening was complete.  A great way to cap off a great first week back!!

1 day of Picaroons!

I love me a good challenge.

I was totally unaware that Picaroons made the 12 Days of Christmas beer [challenge].  Each day they brew one keg of special beer.  You have to race down at noon time (or saunter down whenever you feel like it) to get the beer, cause once it is gone it is gone.

I do really love their product.  A little Yippee IPA always goes down well.  I remember being introduced to Winter Warmer by J$ at Wilser's Room - any my life has never been the same since!  (Love it when winter rolls in so I can get me some!  Makes skating home on the unshoveled sidewalks so much more fun!)

I had a pretty sad and horrible weekend.  So I was mighty glad to be invited to the Sweetest house for Sunday dinner.  Roast chicken with all the fixin's.   And what would compliment that meal ... well a growler of "Snowman's Best Friend" of course.

 A lovely Peppermint beer.  Sounds horrible (I did want to mix with the `Nog at first, and those that know me know I don`t do `nog!) but I was delightfully impressed.  Not overpoweringly pepperminty, and also not too stouty.  (Those are new "-y" words I just made up BTW!)

I probably will not be able to partake in an other days of the Picaroons Christmas beers, but glad I got to try this one!

Finish Being a Hooker

I am not sure if one can ever finish being a hooker ... it is rather relaxing, and I do find it a great way to spend my evenings!!

Thank you to Mary Maxim for opening up my eyes to a whole new hobby!!  I am looking forward to my next hooking adventure!

I would like to title my first hooking project as "You're so vain - I bet you hooked a rug about you"

I have seen some really beautiful pieces and I would really like to try some other styles, but I thought this was a good start.  I bought this kit through Mary Maxim, and enjoyed doing it, but the only complaint would be the quality of the yarn - I found it to be too ... cheap.  That won't stop me from doing another one, though I would love some guidance on how to kick it up a notch.

A very enjoyable hobby!  Knitting hurts my left hand, XStitch is also great but hurts my eyes, so this seems to be a great new option (and my right arm is more defined after wrestling with the hook and cloth!)

And to fully transition myself into a 90 year old crazy cat lady ... I present you with this ...