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Canadianisms

A tired and visibly frazzled shopper sank into one of my consultation chairs at work. After explaining her intentions for the evening; purchasing some cozy holiday pajamas she would wear while later enjoying a cocktail ("anything will do") when she finally returned home from her shopping odyssy. Suddenly it occurred to her that she was unsure of where the highway, the QEW, was in relation to her current location and she asked, "Hey, how do I get on the Queenie?" No matter how exhausted, even during the frenzy of holiday shopping season Canadians still have the ability to summon a little cute.

When baby still meant baby

Two and a half years years goes by and now, I am parent to a kid. I really love all the pictures we took this day. It was fairly miserable though, we had a bumpy crowded tram ride out to the woods where we ran/walked/ran all the way out to long point in attempt to avoid the hungry swarms of biting black fly season. Once we reached the water they all disappeared, and we enjoyed the water's calming sparkle and rhythm.

Hot damn.

Today's my Birthday AND American Thanksgiving! I think I am getting a slow roasted turkey breast as a gift from my husband. Canadians, so odd.

Third Year's A Charm

Three years ago today I married a Canadian. The Husband: Canada's greatest natural resource. But who knew all the stereotyping was so true? There is always a hockey game on in the house, beers in the fridge with empties in the recycling, flannels in the closet and endless back bacon ('Canadian bacon') cravings. Truly, my husband never says "eh?." Thankfully 99% of the other Canadians I am in contact with daily say "eh" frequently enough for me to be satisfied that I get the full Canadiana experience. These are the same ones who usually gush "Don't you JUST love it here!!!" when finding out my 'accent' is American. I digress...
Three years ago we exchanged vows and a ridiculous Indian prayer we had no idea we could opt to delete from our ceremony. Happy anniversary Kimosabe, you are my favorite.

Miss Green Machine

My child is so funny. Here are some funny things from yesterday: I asked what she'd like for breakfast... Toast? French toast? Apple cinnamon cheerios? Peanut butter and banana? No, no and no was her reply. I was about to offer her pancakes, the dreaded favorite, when she threw open her arms and said she wanted "A big salad!" She would not be dissuaded. So at 9 am I was chopping leaf lettuce, cucumber, grape tomato and tiny bits of cheese for my 2 year old's curious appetite. Later for lunch I made her 'crunchy chicken' (frozen chicken breast pieces baked and coated with whole wheat bread crumbs) and fries with green beans. She exclaimed repeatedly, much like an elderly gardener enjoying her harvest "these beans are delicious!" while the rest of the kid friendly meal got cold and went mostly uneaten in favor of this delicious new taste sensation, the frozen green bean. This morning I put on the gas fireplace when we got up and she asked sweetly and politely for a cup of hot cocoa in front of the fire, in place of her true love, vitamin D organic whole milk. She is still happily sipping and enjoying the fire and Miss Spider.

I hope she does not ask for truffles and roast duck on a bed of field greens for lunch this afternoon.

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