So, I think I will start by writing about the last few days, and what a few days it has been. Well, I worked on Saturday but I got out of work early and went to chill with some friends who were having a Galaxy-clothes making party. Actually, the idea to make Galaxy clothes was, amazingly, started by my friend's 7 year old daughter, but everyone got in on it. I didn't make anything, just drank beer and ate chips and bunny crackers and pulled pork wrapped in lettuce leaves and placed an order for T-shirts for me and Paul and a tank top for Lily. Paul was supposed to meet me there but he had been called in to work too and it ended up being a long day for him so we just met back at home and he ended up taking me to the Keg Mansion for an 11pm steak dinner. It was surreal and spectacular. The next day brought an afternoon nap for me and then some errands in the neighbourhood. Our usual cheese store was closed for Pedestrian Sunday (a wise choice, I imagine) so we went to this cheese store instead and got a very potent stilton to snack on along with leftover steak. Then...Riot Fest!!! We heard the Weakerthans playing as we walked up to Fort York. By the time we got settled, Iggy and the Stooges were about to come on. Paul wanted to go up to the front and did not recommend this course of action for me .However, I was close enough that I could see Iggy's face which was quite awesome. He is no spring chicken but he still rocked. When The Stooges were finished there was a bit of a break but I could see that Paul would not be able to get out of the pit. Finally, the Replacements came on, their first show in 24 years!! The last time they played I would have been but a wee lass and Paul barely old enough to drive. It was great, I got to sing along to Can't Hardly Wait and Bastards of Young. Then, to reunite with Paul. Apparently, the buttons had come off his shirt while dancing, and he had also noticed Mike Watt on stage playing bass with Iggy and had thrown the shirt to him but Iggy caught it instead and wiped his brow. I know Paul really wanted Mike Watt to have it but the image of Iggy wiping his brow with Paul's shirt gives me goosebumps. We even managed to get a cab -even with Paul's not having a shirt- when our tendency to get caught in sudden freak torrential downpours began to kick in. I got back to my other home in the country/suburbs Monday night and Lily informed me that Tuesday would be the best day for her and a friend from camp to go to the CNE. So we turned around and went back to Toronto. Now that Lily is almost thirteen and now that I am getting more familiar with the CNE, it is less stressful and more fun. We ate at the food place as soon as we got in (no cronut burgers!! I looked at the Jack'd but decided on a pulled pork sandwich with pierogies and coleslaw on a pretzel bun was weird enough). Then we went to the midway where we spent the remainder of the day and the girls went on rides that made my stomach turn from just looking at them. I went on a few rides- there was one where the girls laughed at me because I thought it was fast and they thought it was relaxing. Truth be told, I used to be quite ride-goer myself, but I guess I am getting older...When we left the CNE, we got on the streetcar just as the downpour was beginning.