So this, honestly, is my schedule for Friday. And a wee smidge of Saturday too:
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5.30 am - Haul ass outta bed.
6.00 - 8.30 am - Try to cram most of a day's work into two hours. (I can bank on about a half hour of time wastage in there.)
8.30 - 9.00 am - Have a pre-meeting meeting.
9.00 am - 12.00 pm - Have the meeting where I get to present for the last hour.
12.00 - 1.00 pm - Lunch meeting to review the meeting just concluded.
1.00 - 3.00 pm - Volunteer time at the university for the engineering career fair where I get to answer the same five questions ad nauseum.
3.30 pm - Arrive home and lay out clothes for my Super Wicked Awesome Holy Cow This Is Better Than Christmas... Burns Night Supper!!
4.30 pm - I am fully dressed in my Scotch finest (regimental) and out the door to head downtown.
5.15 pm - Knock on door of friend's suite and partake of fine cheeses and single malt scotch for about an hour.
6 ish pm - Down to hotel lobby to partake of the 'free' bar that comes courtesy of the overpriced tickets for this rather exclusive supper.
7.00 - 11.00 pm - Eat, drink and be merry. Be sure to scoop the last of the haggis off the stomach walls so as not to waste any. Gawdstrewth that's damn fine stuff!! Revel in the ineluctable aural orgasm that comes from listening to the pipes and drums on stage for half an hour. Choke back tears if they play Amazing Grace.
11.15 pm - Stand and join hands with 500 other men dressed in pleated skirts and attempt to sing Auld Lang Syne.
11.30 pm - Back up to the hotel suite for post-event port and cheese.
1.00 am - Home again, home again jiggity-jig.
6.00 am - Get up to head into work for a few hours on a Saturday to make up for too many meetings on Friday, and be home in time for Dex's swimming class at noon.
12.00 - 12.30 pm - Swim class!!
1.00 pm - Take a deep breath.
Woo hoo! All this activity is making me want to go back to sleep. BUT you in pleats, theres a visual that would wake me back up in a hurry. That has to be sexy as hell. Have a wunderful time. Excuse me now, I have to go look up "ineluctable"...
Posted by: Linda | Friday, 20 January 2006 at 04:13 AM
See? Blogs are educational. I earned an English degree in college, where I took English Lit 1 and 2, and never once heard of Burns night. Sounds like Oktoberfest, except for the Scottish, and not in October. And no bratwurst. But other than that, just the same.
I always liked Burns, if I were to pick a poet from that era.
Posted by: Mark | Friday, 20 January 2006 at 07:10 AM
Mmmm. Burns night. I used to celebrate that when I lived in Regina, but since I've come to Edmonton I've fallen out of touch. Sweet Haggis, how I miss thee.
Fair faw yir honest, sonsy face,
Great chieftain o' the puddin-race!
Posted by: Jenn | Friday, 20 January 2006 at 10:06 AM
Slainte!!!
Posted by: jennie | Friday, 20 January 2006 at 10:08 AM
Haggis ? Ye must be feelin awfy peely-wally about now. Tina
Posted by: Tina | Saturday, 21 January 2006 at 11:13 PM
How fabulous! Hope you had a wonderful time!
Posted by: Sheryl | Sunday, 22 January 2006 at 11:39 AM