Tag: I am Canadian
Rather proud of the child
Ben has boarded his solo flight to Canada. He’s excited about the trip, a bit anxious about the exact process, and is looking forward to seeing his cousins, aunts, grandparents and new dog. I’m rather impressed with doofus. He’s seriously grown up in the last couple of years and becoming more and more confident and independent. He can still be a right pain in the backside, but at his core, he’s a good kid and we done good. For the flight itself, as long as he has food, drink and a movie, he’ll be happy.
He just sent this to Katy. We still need to work on his English spelling, lol (his French is getting remarkably good).
21 years ago, on this day, I was probably not sober
As the ice storm hit, I was still working at the lab. The sidewalks were so covered in ice, I fell on my back and slid pretty much the whole length of Drummond, ending up in the middle of Dr Penfield drive (with oncoming traffic goodness). When the lights went off a couple of days later, downtown was a mess. Sheet ice was sliding off buildings and crashing down on the sidewalks. I remember how quiet is was, apart from the random shots of cracking ice. That, and the army trucks coming in.
A bunch of us… I forget exactly who now… ended up at Khaled and Paul’s apartment – they still had electricity because of their proximity to Ste Justine hospital. I remember we were 9 people in a 4 bedroom flat. I ended up sharing a sofa bed with Joanne, the new tenant who was moving in on that day, but had no furniture. It was surreal. God bless her, she completely took it on her stride. It turned into a continuous party. I didn’t sober up for a week. People would wake you up for a wake-and-bake. When the power came back on, we stayed there for another couple of days, for the fun of it. When I went back home, the worst thing was cleaning out my fridge, where everything had defrosted and spoiled. The smell… The horror… The horror.
St-Albert Cheese shop
It’s hard to get fresher cheese than this – straight off the production line.
Accurate map of Canada ?
At the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month
John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Badoum Badoum
Canadian drama!
Most Canadian photo ev4r!
It’s hard to imagine anything more Canadian — or more adorable — than a photo of a Mountie cuddling a baby beaver. Sure enough, it happened recently at Regina’s Salthaven West wildlife rehabilitation centre. The centre helps injured and abandoned birds and wild animals, and in May received four beaver kits whose mother had been killed near Fort Qu’Appelle.
Jason Pinder, who has volunteered his time with Salthaven for the past five years, works a day job as an RCMP corporal. When he stopped by the centre a few days ago wearing his red serge uniform, staff couldn’t resist getting a shot with him and one of the furry critters. The result: an iconic shot for the ages that delighted Salthaven’s Facebook followers.
The only thing missing is a hockey stick and a Tim Horton’s double-double.
Great Canadian Coat of Arms
The majestic Canadian beaver riding a goose while wearing a maple leaf bikini.
And yes, you can get the t-shirt.