In honour of the occasion of a stag ‘n’ doe for someone I don’t remember, my brother decided that since lots of the old gang were planning on going, that he would have a get-together at my parents’ place yesterday. (The stag ‘n’ doe was in Ayton.) I was invited, and so invited Andrew to this fine example of a Grey County get-together. I also suggested we treat young Gordon to a day in the country.
The word of the day for part of the afternoon, anyway, was “decade”, as in that’s how long (at least) it had been since some of us had seen each other. Hell, one friend of my brother’s had been surprised to discover that I lived in Canada these days (and for the last, oh, eight…)
However, as these things do, everything fell back into old patterns. Beer coolers by the fire, camp chairs strewn about, a game of Cups going on the front lawn, etc. Only some crows’ feet, more tattoos, and, oh yeah, a couple of babies gave away the fact that a few years had passed.
It was a good time, and the food was most splendid. One of Chad’s friends is a butcher now, and appeared to have brought an entire cow in the form of really excellent steaks. At one point the entire bbq was covered with them. Dad was, of course, in his element.
There were also four salads, tortillas and salsa, corn on the cob, and a bit more meat: beef kebabs, chicken breasts, shrimp skewers, and potato sausage. Most of them had never even heard of potato sausage. It disappeared fast. 🙂 I brought a chocolate hazelnut truffle cake and Mom had lots of strawberries, but everyone was too full after dinner, and then not long after headed out for the stag ‘n’ doe, so we got to enjoy those ourselves around 10pm. Nom nom nom.
Dad and I were on “drive the liquored people to the party” duty, which, just like old times, was fairly hilarious. I taught one guy a new word: elocution. He was going to use it to pick up chicks, he told me. Good luck with that… I felt vaguely bad leaving Dad to be the sole chauffeur back to their place afterwards (prolly 2-3am), but Dad wakes up and goes to sleep easily, and it’s not a far drive by any means. As it was Andrew and I were both head-bobbingly tired by the time we got home.
My brother with his favourite toy (was a birthday present). I took a picture of him videoing me. And then I showed him the picture (new camera) and he took a video of the viewer on my camera. Cuz we’re totally meta like that. 🙂
The Master at work. 🙂 This was round two — first bbq fill-up had been with steaks (you can see two extras on the top grill).
Fortunately, there were no vegetarians present…
The Master and his apprentice. I had to include this one because of my brother’s fairly well-known passion for shrimp. Also, because after dinner they made us finish up the shrimp skewers, and I kept running into people walking around with beer in one hand and shrimp in the other. It was funny. 🙂
In addition to Gordie (on the left), there was Austin, the beagle, and Dexter, the golden. I felt bad for Austin, since he had to stay tied up while the other gents roamed and battled and whatnot.
Yeah, so basically this picture could have been taken any time in the past 15-20 years…
Miss Princess was quite popular, not surprisingly. (Wore Grandma out, though.) Nice to know that my niece, with her eye capsules, would qualify for Cute Overload. She’s not terribly knobbular, though… 🙂
Grandma’s all, “Who’s the most precious baby in the whole world?” and Cadence is like, “WTF, dude, what’re those dogs doing?”
The child may, perhaps, be accustomed to having her picture taken…
OMG, he’s coming straight for me! Sorry, dude, not so much with the menace. Heh.
Did I mention that this was the best day of his LIFE? Nice, long car ride with two windows to stick his head out of, loose all day running around in the country, other dogs to play with, and when one of Chad’s friends accidentally upended his plate, half a big, juicy steak right down the gullet. (He was trying to swallow it whole, but only managed half before Dexter got the rest.) Plus a few handfuls of assorted fat and gristle, etc. VERY mellow dog on the way home, thank goodness.
Andrew and I while waiting for our turn to suck really badly at Cups. Don’t ask me about the yellow marksman’s sunglasses. Chad found two pairs of them in the house somewhere and so he and assorted other people were running around wearing them all day.
Chad and Patience got me a new camera for my birthday. Here I am testing out the macro setting on a lime. I know. Art. Srsly.
Here’s a marvelously cliched picture of a rose I took after it rained the night before. (Took that with the old camera.)