Thanks, and The Little People

Since I didn't make it to church on Sunday (mmm delicious sleep) I didn't get to deliver the cookies when I meant to. When it would have been simplest! I managed to catch a few people together at the church tonight, thankfully. The pianist, acoustic guitarist, bassist, tenor and alto were all there for youth group or the band practice! So I gave a dozen cookies to each of those folks, along with their cards. Dan did a taste test, and pronounced them good.
Still, I had a few more people on my list - and my sound man lives on the complete opposite side of town! So, out on the highway I go, only getting a little lost, and parking in the wrong driveway. (Later, the owner of said driveway knocked on the door and said she'd nearly had it towed.) I get to the door, and have a tour of their new house (they moved in a few months ago) then I sat and coloured with the boys for a few minutes. I swear, this couple seems to produce the cutest little kids. :-) I didn't see the baby; I assume she'd already been put to bed, but the 4yr old, 2yr old (ish, in both cases) and I had a grand time, eventually balancing the coloured papers, erasers and rolls of tape on top of our heads, and Daddy/Caleb took pictures. As he snapped away on the digital camera, the boys chimed in with, "I want to see!" And as we switched the camera to "view" mode to show them, it struck me that these guys would never know an age without digital photography. And then I felt old. ;-)
Next I headed to the home of the lead guitarist, where I visisted with his six-year-old for a few minutes, and he provided me with at least twenty different answers to the question "What are you going as tomorrow night?" I got: Cowboy, Fireman, Pumpkin, any number of other things that I can't remember...and what he's really going as? A clown. He'll be adorable. :-)
Now, I adore kids, and I want 'em...but I know I'm not ready for them yet. So it's a good thing other people will lend me theirs in the meantime, eh? Because the three boys I saw tonight? Kind of the cutest ever.

Bakeshop

Today was fun. I went all crazy with the baking. I wanted to give cookies to some of the main people who helped me with the concert. So, off I went, buying up things to make my semi-famous White Chocolate Craisin Cookies.
I went over to Mum's to bake, just because she has a nice kitchen and then I'd get to see her when she got home from work. Stirring up all that dough (enough for 16doz.) was a lot of work!
Good times, though, dancing around the kitchen and talking to the dog. (What? He's cuter when you don't have to smell him every day.) After a few rounds of baking, I started calling friends to see what was going on. I got ahold of Robyn and went to pick her up. We finished off the cookies (and I gave her a dozen of her own, as thanks for being my lighting person for the concert) and I wrote out a lot of thank-you cards to accompany the munchies. Mum actually got out her thesaurus to help me at one point, because after you've said thank-you a dozen times, you really can't think of any more ways to say it! After a while, I got them all done and packed into my car. Hopefully I'll be able to deliver most of them at church on Sunday.
After all the cookiness, Robyn and I called up Pam and Brent, and the four of us went down to Kelly O's for appies. We're kinda all addicted to pachos. Then we went back to Pam and Brent's place, where we watched TV and Pam gave us all French Manicures. Well, not all - Brent declined, "this time." At a loss for ideas, we decided to pop in an old Smallville tape from a few episodes ago, and played "Spot Brendon," a friend who's working as a body double for Tom Welling. Brent was quite funny..."See in this shot? (a distance shot) The way he's standing, the way he shifts his weight? That's totally Brendon!" Then later in the show it actually is Brendon, as an extra in a crowd scene. I'd seen it before, but Pam was pretty excited.
It was the first time I'd spent with Pam and Brent in a while, and I really enjoyed their company. Also, now my nails look pretty.
Tomorrow: lunch out and a Hallowe'en bonfire! Woohoo!

Finally...Yeesh.

So I'm finally updating to this space again, a "real" update. Of course, it's a pretty lame update: a weekend recap. But it has pictures!! Oh yeah. :-)
Friday Night:
Quality time with Lizanne, who I'd previously seen only once since she got back from a year-long trip to Austria. The previous time was before, and not during the month-long visit from her boyfriend. So I still haven't met the guy. Nor have I seen pictures, come to think of it. Before too long, I'm going to start thinking she made him up. Proof of life, honey!
Anyhoo. Coffee at Zach's, then to BP with a group of international students. Somewhat hard to talk to, but generally very, very sweet. Ciara (one of the Canadian girls) and I helped Hisa (from Japan) edit her presentation for class. Then, Lizanne and I came back to my place to watch Click. It wasn't bad, but I certainly cried more than I'd planned to in an Adam Sandler movie! Here we thought we were in for a light-hearted comedy! An actual message? What now?
So, that was followed by a completely sleepless night, which, Whee! But it meant I got to Andrew's bright and early (for me) to help move at 9:30am.
Saturday Morning:
So, we did that. At the "old" house, the boys dropped unwanted furniture off the deck. They had a lot of fun doing this. Most boys, regardless of age, seem to have a teensy weensy bit of a destructive streak. Who knew? The plastic chair shattered much more satisfactorily than the couch! Lots of wee little pieces. Which were then smashed into even more little pieces. Great fun was had at the expense of the poor chair. By the time the boys were done, I wanted to draw a chalk outline around it. We took about three trucks full of stuff over to the new house. Which is gorgeous, by the way. Particularly the kitchen - full sized upright freezer and fridge, pantry, island, and flat screen TV. All of us womenfolk oohed and awed over it.
Then we went to Andrew's younger brothers' soccer game, which they unfortunately lost, potentially due to some crappy calls by the ref. While there, the adorable Katie stole my hairbrush out of my purse. I brushed her long blonde hair and wished that I had a daughter (not yet, I know!) and then she took it and attacked poor Vander. Since he normally has very curly hair, this went, uh, well? We decided it looked a little bit like a lion's mane. He put up with this brushing for a stupendously long time. When I asked him about it, he said, "Aw, I love Katie. She can do whatever she wants." Boys are such pushovers when it comes to a cute girl, eh?
So, the moving, the soccer, more moving, then Chinese food bought by Andrew's mum to thank us for moving (mm Chinese...I didn't used to think I liked it, but it's grown on me. But not like that, ew.) and a YA meeting, where I spilled juice all over my pants, and a bit on Andrew too. Andrew explained this the rest of the night as, "We had a bit of an accident, so had to go to Heather's house and get some pants." Thanks, honey. We went back to his place, organized like crrazy, then went over to Emily's to play cards. Came home; crashed until...
Sunday morning:
Got to the church at 8a.m. to play piano. Mike planned a great set, and we had shofar and I got a few neat solos. We heard Scott preach his second-to-last sermon before he moves to Ontario. After church, I came home and crashed from 2pm until 10am...
Monday morning:
Robyn called and we hung out, bought kitty litter and cat food, then painted our nails and had a very girly afternoon. I also went to the church and picked up the recording of last Sunday's service, from which I added a new song to my myspace music page.
And that, my pretties, was my weekend. Back to the grind tomorrow - hopefully I'm over this cold by then!

Transfer

Because I'm kind of thinking in bullets today...

• People, I'm breaking up with Windows Live Spaces. They treat me so bad, and I've given 'em so many chances. But I need to break away...*optional Kelly Clarkson song*
• Okay, just kidding.
• In other news, I watched Smallville tonight. Shocking, eh? It wasn't as exciting this week simply for the fact that Brendon wasn't in the episode (at least not visibly.) But! It brought in, with a little more detail than before, a rather famous eccentric billionaire/Robin Hood wannabe - The Green Arrow! Now, I don't know jack about comics, but I'm told this is pretty neat. Besides, I really like the idea of there being another "Good Guy" out there, someone that maybe poor Clark could have to understand him. (I know, I'm sure the fictional character deeply appreciates my sympathies.) This is actually the first season of Smallville I've watched on TV (albeit taped) instead of just downloading it onto my computer. Of course, the seasons 1-5DVD are on my Christmas list.
  
• Dad's away for a few days. Gone to Utah, apparently, for some stupid Quixtar thing. *shudder* But it means I have the house to myself, so I'm loving that.
  
• My roses from Eileen are starting to wither terribly, but they still smell splendiferous. I should probably hang them to dry, but I already have oodles. And they don't do so well come moving day, anyhow.

So how's that for random, eh? Ah, you love me anyway. Ciao.