Montreal: check. Next up: wedding!

*rouses self from chocolatine-induced diabetic coma*

Montreal, people. AWESOME.

I survived the rideshare (=glorified hitchhiking) drive there by Some Guy Named Eddie, as we were calling him last week ("Go for the eyes and the testicles!" one of my co-workers helpfully offered), with the company of Toronto's reigning bootblack champion who is so cool. I love my life and my friends who enable this stuff. SO. MUCH.

I spent most of Saturday with themoderatrix - which made me beyond happy as she is one of my closest friends and we haven't seen each other in two years - and her wonderful Wife. *smishes them both* In addition there was:

• Tabling at Montreal's Pride Community Day
• My FIRST half-dozen chocolatines *glee!*
• Lunch with flawedamythyst (who keeps ending up in Canadian cities for Pride!) at Kilo's and had the Station C sandwich...pesto and brie...apparently it was really amusing to watch my face as I ate it. *grin*
• Hanging out with SexGeek, who is just made of so many different kinds of awesome it's ridiculous. And her library, people. Her LIBRARY!!! *flails, swoons*
• A really lovely visit with the Wife's parents
• Arahova vegetarian souvlaki (feta and the best fucking tzatziki in the world) with these battered zucchini sticks for dinner *drools at the memory*
• ...and an indescribably amazing party on Saturday night that...how shall I put this delicately...I think merits a new opt-in filter on my LJ? ;P More later once my brother's safely on his honeymoon...

Sadly, I missed the Parade on Sunday :( but did have a fabulous brunch in the old 'hood with Mr. Mesentery, and was able to hitch a ride back with with Mama E, Mama M and The Spawn, which was delightful since we haven't had a chance for a good talk in ages. I can't tell you how thrilled I am to have contributed, even in a small way, to the story of their family. :D

And of course, in addition to the two dozen bagels I bought for friends, I picked up two dozen chocolatines for me! I was tickled when the lady behind the counter, after confirming that it really was two dozen I wanted, examined me for a second and said, "Hey, didn't you used to live in this neighbourhood?"

Yes, some people are remembered for their contributions to society, or beauty, or wit. Me? I'm remembered for the sheer excessiveness of my dietary preferences. \o/

Next up, this weekend: my baby brother's wedding! *bounces* I'm gonna be the ringbearer. The ceremony will be on a dock, so I'm repeating to myself now: do not drop the rings in the water. DO NOT DROP THE RINGS IN THE WATER.

I think my oh-so-coordinated self may need one of those mitten idiot-strings. Perhaps of fishing line? *g*

'Kay, lunch over, back to work...