My weekend

So yesterday, I went into my gr. 2 class to help my teacher out. It's so weird not to have been there in so long and to go back to see them. The attitude kid still has lots of attitude, and is actually quite the smart-aleck. We had a sharing circle where everyone gets to share 3 things they did on the weekend, and well, all the kids tell us about all the fun things they did, like watching Shrek 2 and playing with their friends. This smart-aleck kid says, "Three things I did on the weekend were sitting, sleeping and eating." I almost rolled my eyes! AHahahaha. I actually laughed at his originality, but then when it came to writing about his weekend in his journal, that's really all he put!!! Only I had encouraged them to give lots of details, so he wrote, "This weekend I sat with my bum, slept with my body and ate with my mouth." Oh maaaaan. Kids. AHahahaha.

My weekend was actually quite hectic. On Friday, the Japanese Canadian Cultural Centre had a big opening for the brand new hall. Holly Cole performed along with the Kiyoshi-Nagata taiko drum group, and tickets were apparently $250 a seat. They had a fancy shmancy dinner, before which I had to serve hors d'oeuvres. Not knowing what exactly I had volunteered for, however, Nancy and I dressed up in heels (we really thought we'd just be taking tickets and greeting). By the end of the night, we could BARELY hobble around. It was pretty brutal, and I will never wear heels when volunteering again. The food we served was pretty posh, all from Edo, this japanese restaurant on Eglington. We got to sample the leftovers, and they were FANTASTIC. In addition, they had a raw oyster bar set up, and I traded the oyster guy some of my food for some raw oysters. I LOVE raw oysters. Love love LOVE. So yeah, by the end of the night, my arms were also killing because I apparently have absolutely NO arm strength whatsoever. It's rather sad. It's aaaalmost motivating me to work out. Almost.

I knew some of the people that were attending the gala, and lo and behold, also bumped into Eddie Kishibe who was part of the drumming group. We also got two job offers to serve, one of which we got even after Nancy was a klutz. Ahahaha. Anyway, after this hectic killer volunteer night, I helped Nancy bake cupcakes and brownies till midnight. We're quite the icing queens. Think Martha Stewart, only without gold or silver leaf.