I’ve found out that there’s no statute of limitations to being able to vote in Canada from abroad, so given the importance of the current election, I’m exercising my newly reacquired right to vote.

Notes from a bemused canuck
I’ve found out that there’s no statute of limitations to being able to vote in Canada from abroad, so given the importance of the current election, I’m exercising my newly reacquired right to vote.
A coworker implanted that earworm in my head this morning during our group meeting. This is my way to try and excise it.
Another Divinum is in the books. 5 days of 15K steps. Hundreds of crates of glasses schlepped. I still love it. It’s my 8th (?) year volunteering, and by this point, I know most of the regular winemakers by face, and a few by name. They seem to remember me as well, as the thumbs-up gesture remains a constant to say “we’re all good for glasses”.
I would like to think I do a good job. I’ve seen people just take off their volunteer t-shirts, park their carts somewhere, and spend most of their time drinking at stands. I’ve heard stand owners complain about the lack of glasses, but they never seem to do that while I’m around – mostly because I make it a point to individually ask them if they’re ok, and not just walk around pushing a cart and hoping to be called when needed. I’ve been told by other volunteers “oh, I’ve been down that aisle, nobody wanted glasses” and yet still managed to swap a full cart of clean glasses for dirty ones before reaching halfway down a “done” aisle.
On Monday night, during the manic glass collection rush, I was maneuvering two carts – 12 crates – while the only other person helping me was managing 4 crates in one go (and to be clear, I once managed 9 crates on one cart). It may seem like I’m bragging, and maybe I am a bit, but I’m also very efficient and diligent about doing a good job – and I think the winemakers appreciate and recognize that. Case and point – this year, the usual big personality guy who would nab bottles for the dishwashing crew wasn’t there and no one else was stepping up. So I did -and I managed to score half a dozen bottles, if not more. You’re welcome for your Rose, you lovely mad Ukranian lady :)
We always make a point, Katy and I, to visit and support our favourites – most of whom are always telling me to stop and have a glass of something while I’m walking with a stack of glasses. There were a few new and interesting things this year, and I can’t wait until next year now.
Those two…. They have a really sweet relationship, even if they do wind each other up all the time.
As a side note, psycho-kitty is now out of the woods and all better. She had to get shaved because she was completely matted from wearing the onesie for close to a month, but she’s better now and, if anything, is even more of a fusspot than ever.
Psycho-kitty is sick and needs a lot of meds and special handling. She has a feeding tube going directly into her stomach and needs to be syringe-fed every 3 hours. Good news is that she’s feeling a lot better, but it’ll still be like this for the next few weeks. Byron is aware that something’s not right with the spicy nugget, so he’s uber clingy, which I think she kind of likes, even if she’ll never admit it.
She’s been a bit lethargic, vomiting and off her food last weekend so on Monday we took her to the vet just for a quick checkup…. Turns out it might be a serious liver condition. She stayed 2 nights at the vet, and as long as she’s eating on her own (which she was at the vet but wasn’t last night at home), she wouldn’t need a feeding tube. More to come when we get the test results, I guess.