Whew. I’ve managed to make it back from the cottage in time to get this here post up before the deadline. It was looking close for a while, things got a little tense, but in the end, I am great. Write that down, I am great.
I hope those of you who had long weekend, enjoyed them immensely. I can say that mine was fantastic, save one small glitch.
I don’t know who at Mother Nature’s office dropped the ball, but I shouldn’t be looking outside in May and seeing SNOW. Now, I know that to some folks, Snow in Canada is like wool on sheep, or wings on birds. I can assure you, we do get some lovely months in this country, and we earn them through the bleakness that is our winter.
This brings me to the most upsetting thing about Spring Flurries. It just re-enforces the stereotype that Canadians live in igloos all year round with nothing to do but play hockey and shovel snow. I wish to write a strongly-worded letter to Ma Nature because this has to be some kind of profiling.
What? Because we’re Canadians, we want snow on our long weekends? Did Mexico get snow? No. Did Australia get snow? No. This is a clear-cut profiling case if I ever saw one, and as soon as I can find a lawyer in my price range that’s sober enough, there’s going to be some papers served to Mother Nature Inc.
Anyone know where their head offices are?
Also, I know I’ve been fairly anti-GPS thus far, but my travelling companion had one this weekend, and I have to say it was a real treat to use. I only wish that I could program in my own voice to give the directions. Hilarity would be abundant.
