Last week’s lunch hours were spent on “A Taste of Saskatchewan.” Wednesday and Thursday, I braved the heat and walked down to the riverbank in search of food. It was good, as usual, but the portion sized varied quite a bit (also as usual) It just makes it tough to decide what to eat, when you don’t know if something is enough of a mean on it’s own or not.

We spent the weekend in a pretty quiet mode. Friday night, Bryan and Darren came over for dinner and “Shanghai Knights.” Some people prefer it to “Shanghai Noon” but I thought the original was better. They were both pretty good though.

Saturday, Erin went to a stagette. She was gone for five hours before I was forced to call her home to feed the boy. He drank all the milk she had left, and was screaming inconsolably, so I broke down and made the call. Oddly enough, by the time Erin came home, I had him calmed back down. We were kind of stuck outside though, watching traffic drive by. I’d tried taking him outside a couple of times with no success, but after calling Erin, he apparently could tell she was on her way, and he calmed down fairly well. It’s just a good thing we live on a relatively busy street, since whenever there were no cars for about a half minute, he’d start to get wound up again.

I feel bad, since it seems like the only time I write about William, it’s to tell tales of how he’s screaming at the top of his lungs. Honestly, those times are fairly rare. He’s a very happy baby. He greets me almost every morning with a big smile, and a couple of giggles, ang he greets me with the same when I come home from work. He really is a lot of fun to have around.

Sunday, I played a little bit of “Dark Cloud 2″ then we made a trip to Canadian Tire to get a pressure washer - we gave the car a thorough washing. The next step is to wash the house so I can get it ready to paint it before the summer is up. As much as I hate painting, it will be nice to have the house a non-yellow color.

This coming weekend, we’re heading to Edmonton for Erin’s Uncle Murray’s birthday bash (he’s 50 - shhhhh) Should be a good time - William will likely get passed around quite a bit.

Simpson’s quote of the day: “I’ve gotta get out of this rut, and back into the groove.” - Homer